Josée, Montréal-Nord QC (4/4)
"After my second I didn’t go back to work. It was super to be with them all day. I could play with them both at the same time. I would lay the youngest on the floor on a blanket and play with the other one. We were in our world. It was summer so we would take long walks together. It was warm. We were happy. At some point I started an at-home daycare so I could make a little bit of money. I watched three kids, plus mine. They loved it. They had friends. We would all hang out in the basement, playing educational games. This… this was fun. I did it for three years. After I went back to work, but only evening shifts. I was with them during the day and their dad would take care of them at night. In retrospect, I think I made my entrance into motherhood not when I gave birth, but when I was finally able to be alone with my sons. This is when my postpartum also started. No one buzzing around me. I didn’t mind having guests over for a couple of hours, but not much more. I always preferred staying with them, without anybody to tell me what to do. I didn’t want to get judged and, at the same time, I knew what I was doing. Of course I probably made mistakes along the way, but I don’t think they held grudges. They are great sons. Beautiful men, today. Yeah. I’m really proud of them."