I'm much happier being back at work (4 months now, DS is 16 months old). It's good to have a bit of money again, and I feel like my old self. There are no plans to change that. DS is in nursery 4 days a week.
But how do you live with the constant conflict of missing your baby at the same time? What triggered this for me is when I went to pick him up today, I peeked in to a hole in the fence and watched him. He looked so tiny and so grown up at the same time, and I felt like he was accelerating in front of me, but without me. He was having fun with the sand pit, and then my heart wrenched when I saw another tot push him. Then he was fine again. I know rationally that it's all good for them, and I'm happy that he's thriving and happy, it's just weird to have this constant ache in your heart thinking I dumped him to some other random women for the week.
Even though I know that's irrational.
How did you learn to live with the conflict, it feels so chemical to me. Our life is really good, I just wish I could slow down time.