My leave has been extraordinarily generous, and I'm sort of surprised to find myself here. The time has been slipping away from me.
I have four months.
... the end of October.
.... on the 25th.
... a week from Monday.
And now, its just "Monday."
So, I'm having the second, third and fourth thoughts that most (every?) mother has in the last days of a dwindling maternity leave. And this despite the fact that I am so blessed. I have options and choices so many mothers don't have. (I know; I really do.) My employer has agreed to let me return half time. I can afford to be choosy about child care, and I am being incredibly so. She'll be 16 weeks old. Even the choice to return is mine; I don't have to do this at all.
My mantra this week: I don't have to do this. If it doesn't work for our family, I can change my mind. We'll just see how it goes.