Three women and the baby puzzle - Cathy
The hard thing about being a working mother is feeling guilty that you're not there for the kids and you're missing out on things.
Just recently my son had a cross country race day and I had to find an adult to take him there and be responsible for him. I was just lucky my mum had a day off work. But then he came third and I missed out on sharing that with him. He was so stoked.
It's honestly a miracle we all get to school and work every day. It's like I have another job before I go to work ? making lunches and organising everyone for their day, dropping the kids at school and then finding my son has left his school bag on the verandah.
But those stresses are not really what makes it hard. It's the internal stress and feeling guilty.
When you get home from a hard day at work, it would be great to be able to relax and wind down. I'm lucky because my husband often cooks dinner and does a lot around the house, but the kids still need to have a bath and they've got homework that needs attention, so it's that whole second job thing pretty much from the moment you walk in the door.
But, by the same token, I'm bombarded with kisses and cuddles and I wouldn't trade that for anything.
I went back to work initially for financial reasons.
It was part-time and not in such a demanding industry.
It's a constant evaluation for me whether it's worth the struggle of doing a job that I love. Because if I do overtime or work weekends that doesn't just impact on me, it affects three other people's lives.
It's hard because when I get home from work the kids might be in bed and I just don't get to see them and they really miss me.
It would be easier for me to go to work in a cafe between school hours. But for me, that's nowhere near as satisfying.
We're just lucky we have an arrangement with a friend who can pick the kids up and take them to special school events. I don't know what we'd do without him.