Well, guess what? I've come to the end of my maternity leave; today I started back to work. I'm now officially a working mum. Whoop-dee-doo! Luckily, I have a job that allows me to work from home and it's just for 21 hours a week, hours which can be done at any time of day or night. So, if the urge takes me to do some work at 1.30am (as if that's likely!) here in my rather impressive office (ha!), I can.
Today I was able to fit in four hours while DC napped and also when hubby kindly took the little chap out for a walk; hopefully DC will continue his daily naps for the forseeable future, thus allowing me to cram in a little work here and there. I had thought originally about putting him in nursery one day a week and it may yet still come to that, but the nursery I wanted him to go to has had a couple of suspected cases of swine flu and, being the over-protective mother that I am, I decided I'd rather keep him at home for the time being. I may come to regret this decision when the work is piling up. Wish me luck!