My Babies Go To Daycare- My Story

Let me preface this post with this: I am not advocating for Moms that work outside of the home or vice-versa and I am not asking for sympathy because I work an 8-5.. This is not a debate. My honest opinion is that all Moms are working Moms and I believe that each Mother has the right to do what is best for their family. And what is right for my family, at the present time, is for me to help financially support my family.

Sending my babies to ‘school’ five days a week is quite the sacrifice. I miss them terribly. Every day I miss them. And it is absurd the amount of money we pay someone else to help raise our babies. I think they should pay me for the time they get to spend with my girls. With that being said, our babies are blessed by the wonderful Christian women that tend to their every need when Momma is unable to. These women love our babies, and our babies love them right back.

Having two tinies while working an office job is quite the balancing act. One that I sometimes struggle with. Not so much the coordination of it all, but emotionally it can be wearing. The guilt. I hope that anyone who truly knows me would agree that I am committed…to my husband, to my faith, to my family, to my friends, and to my job. However, it is not always possible to be the best employee and the best Momma in the same day.  My husband and our girls will always be my priority. When my babies are sick, I need to be the one to soothe them. I want to be the one to soothe them. And that sometimes interferes with my commitment at the office. Guilt. This is something I have cried over and something I have prayed over.

So why then?

You can change a family’s destiny in one generation. And that is my intention.

My hope is that the sacrifices I am making now will provide my girls a life of fewer obstacles. I work to provide them with a debt free college education, financial security and  a home that they feel safe in and can be proud of. I want them to be as proud of me as I am of them.I hope to teach them by example to live a life of honesty. By no means do I work for the luxuries. We live in a modest home and drive modest cars. I paint my own nails and my hair is box died. Our splurges are family focused, weekend trips and zoo memberships.

Every second I get to spend with my girls is a very special second. Not one moment is taken for granted and I know they feel the same way. When 5pm rolls around, we greet each other with such delight. They understand that I go to work to provide for them a better life. And they don’t mind it half as much as I do. They excel at school. They are treated with love and kindness and taught to pray before meals. They have social circles…already…

I am hoping that these sacrifices pay off much sooner than later, as I would love more time to spend with my babies. But if not, I have peace in knowing that everything I do, every hour I work, every decision I make…it’s all for them.

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4 Responses to “My Babies Go To Daycare- My Story”
  1. Ginger says:

    Oh – the guilt. I know it far too well. But anyone who knows you (and hopefully the same for me) knows that you do it because it is the best way for your family for now. There are pros and cons, positives and negatives, advantages and disadvantages to every situation. You are a WONDERFUL momma and never forget it!

  2. The guilt. Trust me, it is there whether you work or stay home. I worked for the first 3.5 years of my daughters life but was finally able to stay home when my son was 9 months old. It was what I had wanted since the day my daughter was born because I hated dealing with the guilt of leaving her at daycare. Now of course, I still feel guilty. Maybe for letting them watch too much tv, for cleaning when I should be playing, for sometimes wishing I were at work instead…..

    We all make sacrifices and we can only hope they are the right ones for our family. I have another year before my little guy starts school and then it will be back to work for me!!

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