Everyone says to watch out for the terrible twos, well if the "terrible twos" are worse than the "teething times" I may just run away. I spend my days with a screaming 11 month old who seems to only find relief from her pain by pulling my hair and watching me scream, sometimes I feel as if I am babysitting Rosemary's Baby. Mind you I love my daughter to death but she is already a feisty little munchkin.
Lately I have been facing the dilemma that faces all mommies, should I or should I not go back to work. I want to badly, just part time, not only for the extra money but just to get out of the house every once in a while. Every night in bed I argue with myself.
Me: I could give Lily so much more if there were two incomes and we could be debt free and buy a better house.
Nagging Voice That Sounds Remarkably Like My Mother: You will be letting other people raise her
Me: But it will be better in the long run, and lots of moms work
NVTSRKMM: yea, and most regret it later on, BUT it is your life so......
Obviously I never win, but I guess I will head to bed and give it a shot, maybe just maybe, tonight will be the night. *fingers crossed*
