Keira missed me today

From the time I got home until bedtime, Keira clung to my leg saying, "Mom Mom Mom Mom Mom Mom Mom." And I thought I had separation anxiety. It's getting harder every day to be at work. At first I loved it and now I am starting to hate it. It may be easier as time passes. Realistically women have to continue working to maintain a career and to afford a family. Every time I check a lotto ticket I imagine what it would be like to not have to worry about money and career. What would I do?