What you need is another WORKING mom. not any family. Besides, what do they know? They do not pay your bills, right? So they can judge all they want, however, until the skeletons in their closets are buried, they should really say nothing about how you take care of your life. You have to do what you have to do and that sounds like working. Therefore, you can only take care of yourself and not allow anyone else tell you how to do so. I know that's very difficult at times (I have a crazy family and I have been belittled, picked on, spit at, you name it) and if you're feeling alone, you may simply not feel like trying to talk to anyone (after all---wouldn't they judge you too? (in your mind), right?) But there ARE lots of working moms out there who have been where you are. When you get to know a few of them, it will help you to talk it out, but it will take time.
We've all been there. I started out as a working mom too. My first child I took 12 weeks off and had to leave her with a stranger I didn't know. The lady was great but very unreliable. So we dropped her with a friend, whose husband became a weirdo toward me. So we pulled her out and finally, after much research, we found a wonderful provider. I then got pregnant with my son, and she'd stopped taking infants under 2, so to start looking again was horrible! I met a wonderful lady, and kept my son there until I decided to become a provider myself. I still use the provider (former) on a drop-in basis. She NEVER made me feel bad about having to work, but my kids went through an adjustment period. BUT they're all better for all of their experiences. Meanwhile, my drop-in provider went through some illness, so because my kids were now over 2, we called our other provider for drop-in care, except that she'd died so we ended up just not ever taking my kids ANYWHERE. I'd do the daycare all day, and then have to do all my errands with my own children without any reprieve at all. Until our drop-in provider got well, that is. I learned it was OK to need and want help. I had NO family help me, as I was disowned (long story, stupid story) No one. I had the MOST unreliable friends one could have. But this lady stuck it out with me. Then about 2 years ago, I decided to go to work and found out a friend of mine did full-time care (my current DI provider does no transportation) so I hired her to take my kids on.
Without time and trust, we would NOT have her as part of our family like she is now.
I probably just babbled, but want you to know that I've been a working mom to a daycare mom to a working mom again.
It's never gonna be easy.
We've all been there. I started out as a working mom too. My first child I took 12 weeks off and had to leave her with a stranger I didn't know. The lady was great but very unreliable. So we dropped her with a friend, whose husband became a weirdo toward me. So we pulled her out and finally, after much research, we found a wonderful provider. I then got pregnant with my son, and she'd stopped taking infants under 2, so to start looking again was horrible! I met a wonderful lady, and kept my son there until I decided to become a provider myself. I still use the provider (former) on a drop-in basis. She NEVER made me feel bad about having to work, but my kids went through an adjustment period. BUT they're all better for all of their experiences. Meanwhile, my drop-in provider went through some illness, so because my kids were now over 2, we called our other provider for drop-in care, except that she'd died so we ended up just not ever taking my kids ANYWHERE. I'd do the daycare all day, and then have to do all my errands with my own children without any reprieve at all. Until our drop-in provider got well, that is. I learned it was OK to need and want help. I had NO family help me, as I was disowned (long story, stupid story) No one. I had the MOST unreliable friends one could have. But this lady stuck it out with me. Then about 2 years ago, I decided to go to work and found out a friend of mine did full-time care (my current DI provider does no transportation) so I hired her to take my kids on.
Without time and trust, we would NOT have her as part of our family like she is now.
I probably just babbled, but want you to know that I've been a working mom to a daycare mom to a working mom again.
It's never gonna be easy.
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