Okay I knew the score. When I got pregnant my plan was return to work full-time after my baby was born. Infact, I never considered anything else. Dh wanted to wait another year until we were better able to afford it, but I felt the biological clock ticking and I was adamant I wanted to start a family.
We were absolutely thrilled when dd was born. I had a blissful 5 months at home with her and after careful consideration I placed in her a lovely nursery.
There was nothing that could possibly have prepared me for how I feel now.
I know, it's winter and we all get coughs and colds at this time of year but after a lovely Christmas break when everything seemed to get better I feel like we are back to square one. I am absolutely snowed under at work and I really should be enjoying the challenge as I love my job. Besides I can't go part-time, we were hoping to buy a house this year and we are going to bloody need two full-salaries to raise a mortgage.
Poor dd is really not well enough to be in full-time nursery and when I picked her up on Friday dh and I were both shocked at her wet, snotty face, red-rimmed eyes and gutteral (?) cough. There is no-one else to look after her.
There are loads of mums at work but none of them work-full-time, even with one child. Infact, they all say "I don't know how you do it, I really don't". Given the circumstances this really doesn't help and only serves to make me feel worse.
How did this happen to me? Was I really so stupid not to see this coming?
Why I am sitting here crying at the moment because I can't look after her?