Thoughts on becoming a part-time working mama...
Well folks, it is time I let the news out of the bag. I have officially begun working part-time. Many of you know that I had been working full-time as a market analyst for a technology company, and God bless them because they have been supportive in allowing me to work shorter hours. I can't tell you what this means to me. I cry thinking about it, I am crying even typing these words because I have a hard time being able to actually put into words how I feel. This time I have now been given with my son is irreplaceable to me.
Returning to work was really tough on me. I felt like I was being shattered from the inside out. There is something about the way my son smells, moves, and wiggles that warms my soul. His presence is soothing and reassuring that I am doing what God has asked me to do, and this new amount of time makes my heart sore.
For a long time I didn't even think this would be a possibility, but with the support of my husband and my boss, it happened. It is real. It is good. It is life changing. Thank you from the bottom of my spit-up covered, diaper changing, nursing, semi-put together, mommy heart.
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.