Life as a working mom

My internal conflict has begun. Do I need a challenging occupation to make me feel like a whole person? I have not come up with that answer yet. I have recently returned to work after having our second daughter. I felt pressure to return to work in order to take a class that will undoubtedly enhance my resume in the future. The pull at my heart occurs each morning when I drop both my daughters off at daycare. I have been able to start back working 8 hr shifts instead of 12 so I am able to drop them off and pick them up. Sitting in a small room pumping breastmilk for my 10 week old daughter makes me question my decision to return to work. I feel like a milk cow but I only have to go through the process 2 times at work. On occasion I get a compliment or a gesture of gratitude from a patient or family member and my decision seems more meaningful. Maybe my internal upheaval will work itself out over time. For now I will take one day at a time.