A few months ago, one of our older children emailed me in the middle of the work day: When are you coming home? I miss you. Instantly, two things happened: My heart swelled with happiness because I'd gotten a lovey email from one of my kids, and my heart broke into a zillion pieces because I was at the office, and wasn't going to be able to scoot out of there any time soon.
Has that every happened to you? You’re secure in your choice and/or need to work — more than that, really, you are happy about working outside of the home — except when, suddenly, you’re not.
What do you do?
I’d like to say that I shut down my computer, announced to my boss and coworkers that I was needed elsewhere, and jetted home to my kids immediately. But I didn’t. I emailed her back — something loving and supportive that included a link to I Can Haz Cheeseburger or something funny like that — and got back to work.
And now, months later, I’m still wishing I had just shut everything off and gone home.
Working mothers, have you ever had this happen to you? How did you handle it?