Change

Man, just checked my work email and there's a new program that if I contract with a unit in the hospital to work 13 weeks and 36 hours a week that I could get a bonus at the end of the period! Sounds great, right? Well, not completely. The catch you ask?... my son.

In my old life, the one pre-baby I would have jumped at this and worked my butt off. Heck, leading to the birth of my son I was working 32-40 hours a week up until the day he was born, and in nursing that's quite an accomplishment! I didn't mind picking up extra days if my boss asked, I even offered if the clinic seemed overwhelmed! But not anymore.

He is my priority. He is my full time job. And I'm coming around to the notion that I actually don't mind giving up my career temporarily anymore. It is just that- my career, a path that I chose. But he is my whole world and my whole life, something that I have wanted, and that is the difference now. It's something that just recently has occured to me actually. It's taken quite a while for me to realize, but at the end of the day, my mentality is that of small town PA- family first and it's enough. I have struggled with my decision of stepping away from my career until recently, but I think now that my son is of the age and development where he's fun and interactive, I now appreciate being home with him more.

Ah, and here I am going back to work 2 almost full days a week. I'm sad to give up my everydays with him, but it's not much in the grand schema, so it'll be fine. Anyway, CHANGE is good sometimes!