Moneyball

If you haven't seen Moneyball you should. I am totally in love with Aaron Sorkin right now, especially "Newsroom" but I did enjoy the baseball movie in spite of Brad Pitt. I watch it whenever it is on. I'm excited to get back to school in 25 days mostly because I miss having conversations with adults. I love my kids but they don't make witty jokes or understand sarcasm and those are two essentials in my life. I will miss being home with the little one, she is a total joy in my life. She's always happy to see me, huge smiles, and cuddles up and falls asleep in my arms in seconds. I mean who doesn't want to be loved like that on a regular basis? Instead I have to subject her to daycare and the strange women there; nine hours away from me a day. I worry more for her than for me, but I worry for me as well. It is hard to be a working mom and not just because society hates you either way but because you hate yourself as well. If I stay home with them I am doing myself a disservice, messing with my emotional stability, waning in my intelligence, and in day care they can socialize and learn basic things from people trained to teach them. But I will still cry at work because part of me thinks I should be with my babies and I miss them terribly and instead have to deal with rotten bratty teenagers who just want an A for doing nothing. I know I am lucky to have had the time I did. Seven months with one and eight with the other, no one in the US gets that. In England and Canada sure but not here. So it's time to return to the workforce, fatter than ever with no clothes that fit, not even my shoes, more gray hair than people twice my age and zero self-confidence.