It has been a long time coming, but I have finally made the definitive decision to get back to work. Not just the daily grind of raising a toddler and running a house, but to work outside of the home.
I have been kicking this around for, literally, months. I know what I need to do, now I just need to DO IT. I sent a resume out today to the Builders Exchange, for a job I know I am qualified for. I'd be working alongside a former boss of mine who is funny (loud) and smart. I am going to keep sending resumes until someone hires me. Because I was damn good at what I did and, I am guessing, still am.
This brings us to child care. I am absolutely paralyzed. The Goddard School is opening a branch 4 blocks from Osi's office. It is owned by the same people who owned the one we liked in Westerville. Excellent. All of their teachers either have degrees or are working toward them. Good. This seems waaaayyyy too easy. Certainly we won't find a center we like on the first try, right?
I know I want a center environment because Jack needs other kids at this point and, well, Osi and I have no intention of providing him with any extra playmates (other than Frannie).
The fear of placing him in someone else's care, returning to work from which I've been absent for 2 years, to an environment I will not know and with people who all know each other - that all scares the bejeezus out of me. Individually, those things all scare the bejeezus out of me. Collectively, they are like a panic attack staring me down, man.