Return to the dredge of working...

OK- well, there is no way around it. Going back to work after maternity leave blows chunks. Weening is traumatic. Ass-kissing and politics are depressing- and maintaining a schedule exhausting.
However, not having spit-up on my shoulder, engaging in adult converation, and make-up and something fancier than PJs does seem to have it merit.
Its a wicked catch 22, isn't it? Must work to maintain the family- but someone else gets to maintain the childrens...

There just doesnt seem to be a way to get around surviving well on just one income- such a pity.