I went back to work full-time (3 days a week at home) in April.
Up to now I've loved it - DS does three half-days at nursery, I get up v early on those days and work so I've clocked up 5/6 hours by lunch and can spend the afternoon with him.
I'm getting the work done easily - my job is technical, so I'm the only one who can do it but there isn't always loads of it IFSWIM. TBH not hard to the grindstone at all.
So far, so good. But my boss said y'day he's putting in for a transfer, which is upsetting because (a) v fond of him and will miss him (b) he's been really fab about work issues; a new boss may not be and (c) I won't get his job; I don't have the right experience.
And suddenly I'm a bit miserable. I don't know if I'd want his job - but I am panicking a bit knowing I couldn't get it.
And I feel a bit under-employed on my home days; I'm slacking because I don't have enough to do. Although I love this on another level because of spending time with DS.
But this is what I chose, and it's a sweet deal, and I'm being an ungrateful cake-and-eat-it twunt.