Today is my birthday.
Do you know what my best present was?
I didn’t get many, but my best present was seeing my daughter.
My best present was putting her to bed. Bathing her.
Eating some cake with her.
See, I’m a working mom now with a long commute. So I feel as if I am slowly disappearing from her life.
I’ve never dropped her off at school. I’ve never picked her up.
I’ve met her teachers all but one, (there are 3) once.
She tells me stories of kids whose faces I don’t know.
She has a day that I know little about.
I know this is bound to be for every parent, but it is hard being Mom at work.
Being Mom far away at work.
Does my 2 year-old think I love her less?
Does she remember when we were home together?
Does she think of me when she is hurt at school or tired?
Do I register on her mind?
Am I doing the right thing?
Mom at work has to be everything: good employee, great mom, multitasker, and police.
Making sure everyone else who is taking care of her is doing his or her job since you can’t be there to do it yourself.
Hopefully one day my daughter will say, “My mom is a successful woman. And heck, she is a good mom too.”
Just wish it were easier.
For now, I will look forward to bathtime and bedtime, the weekends, and the five minutes I see her before I go off to work. Maybe it’s not the quantity, but truly the quality we spend with our kids that matters. I try to remind myself of that.
Be good to yourselves Mommies at Work.