Would you work from home if you could? I’m willing to bet that for a lot of people that question is a no brainer. Work from home every day, stay in your pajamas, take a nap at lunch. Sounds great, right?
Ahhh… but there’s a catch. What if I were to tell you that you wouldn’t be alone during your working hours? You would have an adorable, yet somewhat demanding and possibly fussy five month old, sitting by your side. What would you say then?
That’s the situation in which I find myself and it’s become quite the dilemma. It all started months ago when we looked at whether I would stay at home or go back to work after the baby arrived. The decision was all but made for me to just work from home when our company changed offices in November. Along with the change, almost the entire company began working from the comfort of their own sofas. Great, problem solved. I could just work from home, be with Henry, and everyone wins. Right?
Wrong.
The old adage that it’s never as simple as you think it will be is holding true, once again. Oh sure, the first few weeks were fine while Henry slept 15 out of 24 hours, waking only to be fed and changed. But now that he is awake for hours at a time, rolling on the floor, and demanding my undivided attention, things are a bit different. Worse yet, he will likely be crawling around everywhere within a month.
I find that instead of feeling grateful for the opportunity to have the best of both worlds, that I feel guilty and stressed out. Stressed because my work quality has decreased and guilty because my attention is divided and both my company and my son suffer for it.
Because of this, I recently decided to try using a babysitter during the four hours that I work. She comes over with her little boy and they stay upstairs while I do my thing downstairs. She’s fabulous too – I couldn’t ask for someone more perfect. But… (there’s always a but) she actually makes more than I do after paying taxes. And I’m not even paying her that much (poor thing)! I end up bringing home a total of $119.00 a week to go towards bills, which is a fraction of what I made working part-time with no childcare. What this means is that even though the income is better than nothing, we will still need to dip into our savings every month in order to make ends meet. While not ideal (it’s quite nerve-wrecking actually) it is doable and is something that we agreed upon long ago should we feel it was the right thing to do.
But I have to say that I feel really torn. So much so that I lay in bed last night until after 4:00 am because of all the thoughts running around in my head. Do I take the plunge and stop working altogether? That option has its benefits, of course — the benefits being that Henry has all my attention and care, we are able to go to play dates and other activities, and I can do things around the house that I never seem to be able to get to otherwise. There are cons too — mainly the lack of money and the possible negative effect it could have on my career should I desire to re-enter the work-force down the road.
So I ask for your help once again, my trusty internet friends: Do I continue to work from home or do I give up working altogether?
What would you do?







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