
Dear 2010,You and I had some good moments, but I have a confession to make. I'm glad we're almost through. It's time we move on.Yes, I at least owe you an explanation. So here goes a long one.You and I started off on the wrong foot. In January, I was sleep-deprived and exhausted with an 18-month and 3-month-old and didn't know how I was going to survive. Thankfully, my maternity leave ended, and in February, I returned back to work full-time with my firm in Manhattan (while my children were in the care of my in-laws). But ever increasingly, I felt a naggingly strong conviction that I needed to be home more often but wrestled with the thought because (1) it would mean a huge financial sacrifice and (2) I wasn't cut out...