The Working Mom

There are days that I am so inspired in my classroom, I am so glad I chose to be a career-mom. There are days in my graduate work, that I have such epiphanies and joy, that I am thankful that I am surrounded by such warm, caring, thoughtful educators. But mostly, I just want more time with my son. I only have a few months left of graduate work, but until then, I feel like I am not a part of my son's life, but merely the evil woman who wakes him up to drop him off at daycare every day. These days I feel unneeded...what a switch from my maternity leave. I am in the role of the working parent now, although my husband does work too, and I do NOT like it. Does my son still see me as a caregiver? Does my husband still see me as a mother and a wife? How I look forward to January 12th, when I will return home as to my family rather than to my office to work until after my son is in bed. How I long for the night when my son wakes up and calls my name again. How different things were not too long ago.