Recently I made a big decision.
The opportunity to climb the career ladder even higher was opened to me. The same opportunity was opened to me last year.
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Last year I struggled with my decision. I originally said no and then succumbed to pressure from others to say yes. After a few days of saying yes, I couldn't live with my decision. I knew it was the wrong decision by how my heart felt about it. I was just uneasy in every which way. I officially pulled my name.
This year the opportunity came up again about two months ago. I was professional and thanked them for even considering me. I told them I would discuss this decision with my family. I also said that my same reservations from last year were still the reason I didn't think it was right for me right now.
Fast forward to the present, and I can say that I have no uneasiness about putting my family first. The main thought I have is that I won't look back in 33 years and be grateful for putting my career first while my kid (and future kids) are little tiny things. However, I would look back in 33 years and be grateful that I was available and around my kids as much as possible for a working mom.
The funny thing is that the usual and normal me would not hesitate to take this career jump. It is where I want to be. Something changed after having Callum. I have just a tiny bit more of a grasp on what is truly important in this world. While my job gives me so much satisfaction, I cannot say that I have true joy from it. The true joy in my life comes from my family.
I know that making a sacrifice for family will be a fruitful one. It means I get to take Callum to the train park after school a bit more. It means that I get to enjoy June and July with my baby.
The moral of the story is that cherishing these crucial baby years will be the best decision I could make. I truly believe I'll be better in my career because of it.
The opportunity to climb the career ladder even higher was opened to me. The same opportunity was opened to me last year.
Last year I struggled with my decision. I originally said no and then succumbed to pressure from others to say yes. After a few days of saying yes, I couldn't live with my decision. I knew it was the wrong decision by how my heart felt about it. I was just uneasy in every which way. I officially pulled my name.
This year the opportunity came up again about two months ago. I was professional and thanked them for even considering me. I told them I would discuss this decision with my family. I also said that my same reservations from last year were still the reason I didn't think it was right for me right now.
Fast forward to the present, and I can say that I have no uneasiness about putting my family first. The main thought I have is that I won't look back in 33 years and be grateful for putting my career first while my kid (and future kids) are little tiny things. However, I would look back in 33 years and be grateful that I was available and around my kids as much as possible for a working mom.
The funny thing is that the usual and normal me would not hesitate to take this career jump. It is where I want to be. Something changed after having Callum. I have just a tiny bit more of a grasp on what is truly important in this world. While my job gives me so much satisfaction, I cannot say that I have true joy from it. The true joy in my life comes from my family.
I know that making a sacrifice for family will be a fruitful one. It means I get to take Callum to the train park after school a bit more. It means that I get to enjoy June and July with my baby.
The moral of the story is that cherishing these crucial baby years will be the best decision I could make. I truly believe I'll be better in my career because of it.