Should I stay or should I go now?

Sometime in December I began a long interviewing process for a prospective job in my field - marketing and PR. I went through several rounds of interviews, sample projects and DNA tests (kidding) before getting the offer. Finally the call came in and I thought to do what should have been done way before... ask about logistics. Salary? Oh we'll be giving you ____ as per your salary requirements (actually did not give them requirements, rather when pushed against the wall to state the absolute lowest salary I could work for spat out a number. Guess what I was offered?) Hours? 9-6 (With my one hour commute each way I'd call that 8-7). Still I was thrilled. For a day. And then I was overcome with a sense of dread. I literally could not sleep (and if you met my active toddler you would be surprised to hear sleep could allude anyone whose spent a day chasing him) and when I did I had strange dreams that left an awful feeling in my stomach (my son climbing out of his crib, walking  to me and tugging on my shirt "mommy! mommy!"). The main advice I received from everyone was that I needed excellent childcare. The problem was I consider Mommy excellent childcare and everything else in comparison just fell short. I explored the idea of a nanny share, and quickly saw it was not for me. Daycare seemed a better option, but it just felt cruel to pluck my child into a 10+ hour day after months of comfort with me. Everyone insisted that Aryeh would be just fine, would not know the difference. Honestly, I don't know about that because I seem to have a conversation with my son daily in which he goes "whee (where's) daddy?!"  and I have to explain to him all over again that he is at work and will come home later. Then he cries. Then I distract him. But I digress... At the end of the day what it came down to was what I felt comfortable with and what I feel rings true with my personal parenting. With Hub's support I declined the offer. Honestly, I felt relieved -  if the idea of being gone that much left such a resounding feeling of doom with me than clearly this was not right (or not right timing, as often is the case in life). And after the decision I tried not to question myself, because life happens as its meant to and my own happiness lies in remembering that. What is not fun is trying to explain decisions like this to people who go another route...lucky for me I minored in avoidance ;)