The end of my maternity leave is quickly approaching and I am beginning to feel that familiar sense of apprehension about returning to work. I’ve felt it many times before; after school holidays and long weekends, before beginning at a new school, and the most scary of all, at the end of January when I’m about to meet the unknown class that will fill my days for the rest of the school year. But this time my apprehension is different... This time I will be leaving my baby girl
Ten weeks ago I gave birth to a happy, healthy baby girl. It was a planned pregnancy and my partner and I felt more than ready to begin the adventure that is parenthood. We are both in our early 30s, we have a mortgage, stable jobs and a high maintenance dog (our parenting practice run, if you will). The logical next step was to add a bouncing baby to the mix. Only I’ve now realised that it is virtually impossible to be ready to be a parent. Sure, you can stock up on dummies