I have a newfound hatred of Mondays because they are so friggin' busy. From start to finish, yesterday was hell. I had to go grocery shopping & didn't get home until after 10 p.m. Ew.
I'd seriously consider being a SAHM only because it would give me more time to do things during the day. That mountain of laundry wouldn't look so daunting if I knew I had the whole day to throw in a few loads.
It kills me leaving my baby girl each day, but I'm glad I have adult conversation to look forward to. And that smile when I come to get her each day is phenomenal. Best part of my day, hands down.