wow

Was surfing the blogs of the MBA spouses today and came across this post.

Definitely impressive and struck a chord with me.

(cue mushy entry)

Needless to say, I was wrestling with the same decision last year. I enjoyed working; I found satisfaction and excitement in facing challenges and figuring out solutions to them. Every day was an adventure and I looked forward to it. I can almost say my job was the start to my dream career. My boss even said if I really put my mind to it, I had the potential to really make it big.

But with a baby coming, I knew I was at a critical juncture. Logically, it might have made more sense for me to keep working full-time. My family even pushed for it. They knew I am hardly domestic. Why give up my future for a child, when there are people who can probably do a better job of raising the kid?

Maybe I'm selfish, but I knew in my heart I had to stay home, at this point in my life at least. I just felt like I'd miss out on so much, on milestones and crossroads... and growing up with relatives who were all working parents (including my own), well... let's just say that experience was an influential factor...

Now two months later, I don't regret it. I'm in over my head some days, with the sleepless nights-today included, and chaotic mess due to undone chores... some hours of utter frustration. (Plus unfortunately, due to our current circumstances (nick @grad school), I still have to work part-time, so we can pay for rent/food/diapers. Fortunately, from connections from my last job, it's work I can do in the comfort of our home (when the baby's napping)). Despite feeling overextended sometimes, I wouldn't trade this experience for the world. He's added an unparalleled dimension and fulfillment that just can't be duplicated. And I'm just thankful that I can be a part of it...

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I mean, c'mon, who can resist this face? :D