There was never a question, however, when either of my kids was born on whether or not I would be going back to work. I will be returning to work. (This won't be a post about working mothers vs. stay at home mothers I promise, because I know that SAHM's work their tails off!).
The decision about going back to work was definitely NOT financial since lord only knows half my salary goes to the daycare. In fact, once Noah starts going to daycare I might just have my paycheck direct deposited into the daycare's account. The decision was mostly for my sanity.
You see, I adore my children. They are the most important thing in the world to me - which is why I send them to daycare. It is truly beneficial to both parties if we do not spend all day together.
At daycare they do fun activities - painting, drawing, socializing, cooking, field trips; at home they do activities like - unrolling the toilet paper, drawing on the furniture, playing with kitchen appliances and the like.
At daycare - they have friends, real friends that they play with and interact with. At home - they have imaginary friends and the voices inside mommy's head because she's stayed at home too long.
At daycare they learn to speak French, at home they learn the occasional curse word (sad but true).
And in all honesty, I crave that adult interaction that I wouldn't get otherwise. I love being able to get dressed in the morning and have somewhere to go (even if it is to work). I love being to have a conversation with adults that does not revolve around nap schedules or toddler bowel movements.
I also see the joy of my son at daycare. He loves his teachers. He loves his his "friends". And they have much cooler toys than we do at home. He is thriving at daycare, and I don't know if he would be so far advanced if he were at home with me.
I enjoy going to work and being something other than mom (not that being a mom is a bad thing to be). And the best part, when we get home and I see my son after not having seen him all day, I crave spending time with him. I want to spend as much time as I can with him before his bedtime.
The time I spend with him might not be a lot, but he has all of me. I give him the best quality time, and I give him the best of me!