Little Lion's Mommy is Going Back to Work

Halloween has never been one of my favorite holidays... even though chocolate is one of my favorite things.  It might be the fact that the ratio of chocolate vs. other cheap candy is always low... or the fact that although I enjoy watching people in costumes, I don't particularly enjoy getting in a costume myself... I don't know... it just hasn't been my thing.

That's until this year.  Halloween definitely got to a much better spot in the ranking of holidays this time.

What could be cutter than dressing up my already cute little boy to into a lion  AND ask him to roar AAAArrrgggg!!!???  This of course followed by a 8 teeth and a molar super smile (plus another molar coming out)?  Nothing.  And if you think something else is cutter, it's because you haven't actually seen him roar... or you have your own little kids dressed up as something else, in which case you are forgiven.

So here comes the King of the Jungle!!!!

Oh by the way... in this particular jungle there is a train named Thomas which the king made his mommy buy on a trip to Walmart.  The king also got the Thomas ball and two books for that matter.  Anyway... digressing from the cuteness of it all.

But being this cute takes a lot of work.  Just yesterday morning the whole family took a vote on the applicability of the lion's black nose and the whiskers for the purpose of achieving the maximum level of cuteness.  Mommy lost by one vote given that daddy (traitor!) sided with Sebas - which did not, under any circumstance, wanted to have either a black nose or the whiskers painted on his face. However, when we were alone in the mall in the morning, mommy decided on tyranny against democracy and went for the face paint.

After a few screams and tears of disagreement,  the deal was done... and maximum cuteness was achieved.  (Ha!!)

 
 Besides, it was totally worth it because I think we were one of the jungle's inhabitants which got the most candy.  Above the king enjoying a lolly. 

Also,  I think I was in my full right to draw the whiskers as a good bye to maternity leave gift from Sebastian to me.  Yes... I am now a working mother and today was my first day.

The good news is Sebastian will stay with daddy for a month.  In other words, Tavo gets to be the primary care giver and I will bring home the bacon.  Isn't the 20th century awesome?

To be honest, it was a bittersweet day.   I do like and miss working, and I did get a new role that promises to be challenging and interesting; but at the same time I am really afraid I will miss a lot of Sebastian's growth.  I understand how a lot of  very qualified in their fields mommies want to stay home, even if it represents less income for the family.  I don't think it would be my choice to be a stay home mom, but I definitely understand why so many women choose this path. 

Today at work, I was fine.  I knew Sebastian was in good hands... after all Tavo is Sebas' favorite person (ever!) but I know leaving him at daycare will be a completely different story.  That will be in about a month and I am dreading the day he starts crying when we leave.  Seriously, stay at home mommies of the world... I get it.  

On another hand, I am really happy that Tavo gets to have this time with the baby, and Sebas with daddy.  I love that we as parents can split this time (even if is not in equal half)... which goes back to my earlier point about the 20th century.  Dads can stay at home and guess what? it's okay! They are not judged or less man because of that... it's so... liberating!.

So my little king of the jungle gets to share his candy with daddy while mommy is at the office.  Love it!

Until my next post, 

Luz J.