Its been 18 months since my bundle of joy arrived on earth. I have been loving every minute of it. But the thought that I have been working full time is just killing me...
I tried hard to prioritize between work and baby, i never been able to do it or justify to myself . Should I really need work? is the question i ask myself everyday... Is it worth it? The thought of some one caring for him is just too much to take sometimes.... I feel my kid needs me now, not after 20 yrs when he is totally independent...
The look in his eyes when I drop him off is too much to take sometimes. But guess this is how life goes on..
I miss his hugs and kisses and his naughty smiles through out the day...
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