Elated

Tomorrow morning marks my new favorite day.  It will be the 1^st day Taylor gets to come to work with me until he is 18 months old.  I can’t begin to describe the feelings of excitement, relief and joy that are running thru my veins right now.  I have always known that my life’s purpose was to be a stay at home mom but unfortunately my expenses, bank account and So Cali location doesn’t grant me this honor yet.  I look in my son’s eyes and I just KNOW that raising him each and every day completely fulfills me to my core.  I have been blessed with a wonderful job with amazing benefits that is way too hard to walk away from.  Especially when they keep throwing things at me that make it harder and harder to say “no.”  Tomorrow for instance….

My company runs private schools servicing families with children 6 weeks – 8^th grade on 8 different campuses.  Taylor has had the blessing of being cared for at our Brea campus for the past month.  He loves all his teachers and is doing really well there minus the constant cold.  He has been sick since his 2^nd week there and we just can’t kick it.  I know you daycare mommies know what I am talking about.  Three weeks ago my boss came to me with a proposition, how would I feel about having Taylor in the SAME building as me?!?!?!  UH YES, TWIST MY ARM!!!!!  So the stage was set, we were going to transform the conference room into a daycare room and hire a daycare worker to care for Tay for a month until the 2^nd office baby would be arriving (miss Adel now 2 weeks old) in March.  

As my excitement grew the process slowed and the scene wasn’t really being set.  As I drove my son to school yesterday and he was coughing SO hard that the only thing that calmed him was holding my hand I knew I would be leaving work early to pick him up.  That triggered a thot- Taylor has been sick for a month, and if he continues on this path he will be sick for another month.  Meaning when I bring him to the office he will just get little miss Adel sick.  Being a little selfish as well as not wanting to put any other mother thru a babies 1^st cold at 6 weeks I approached my boss.

“UM are we still planning in doing this?”

I lit a little fire, and it sent them running.  I lightly hinted to her that my son is sick and he will need at least 2 weeks to get well before he is in the same room with miss Adel (who is her granddaughter btw) or he will get her sick.  Two hours later I has the green light to bring him to work with me “full speed ahead.”  So tomorrow I will haul all my gear, and my son to work with me.  I will get the opportunity to pick out a ton of new gear for him over the next few days but for now I will take what I have to entertain him.  I will be watching him for the next month at the minimum until we reassess having a day care worker there.  And that means NO MORE PUMPING!!!  Thank goodness, I don’t think my freezer can take any more :)

Well that’s my big news and I am elated!!!!