Sunday nights seem to be the hardest for me... as far as returning to work is concerned. It's the night that I switch gears, switch the mindset from being home, loving all over the kids to getting up first thing in the morning (without seeing them) and going to work. Sunday nights are the nights that I second guess my decision to return to work, wonder if I'm doing what is best for the kids... I wonder if they miss me, if they are somehow not being fulfilled by me leaving them. I know that they are well taken care of at school, I know that they are learning a great deal. I just wonder if I am somehow robbing them of this time. Or better yet, if I'm robbing myself of this time with them. Time I'll never get back. I know the Lord opened this door for me to work. I am confident this is where I'm supposed to be. I just miss my babies... and Sunday nights are the worst.
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