A few days ago, my son asked me when’s the last time I’d had a “real” job. He went on to clarify: A job where, you know, I “worked.”
You’ve never known a time when I haven’t worked.
I returned to work the minute I came home from the hospital with you in tow.
No maternity leave for me. You already had an older brother and sister at home, so I went straight to work.