I realize that I appear to have totally dropped off the face of the earth and I owe you an update…
I’ve almost made it through three weeks of work and life feels like a total whirlwind. If D is working, he’s gone before the rest of us wake up in the mornings. On those days, I rush to get myself ready before the boys wake up. I nurse Bo when he awakes and throw some clothes on him. Then I pester Littleman to get dressed and rush him through his breakfast (he is sllloooowwww). I bundle us all up (will be so happy when we can drop the winter clothes for good!) and strap Bo into the stroller. We walk to daycare as quickly as Littleman will allow (again, so slow!). It breaks my heart to leave them there so early, but I pretty much have to drop them right when the daycare opens if I want to get to work at a decent time. By the time I’m on the bus, I feel like I’ve already worked an entire day and it’s only 7:45am.
On days that D isn’t working, we have a bit more flexibility. I can leave whenever I’m ready and the boys can take their time getting ready for daycare. These days are so much better.
Work itself is going ok. I was promoted while I was on maternity leave so I’m trying to get my head around my new responsibilities and getting to know my new employee. I also have a new boss, so figuring out all the “people stuff” (i.e. personalities, working styles, expectations, etc) is the biggest challenge. The actual content of the work is fine – I’ve been doing this stuff for a long time.
After work, the evening craziness begins with the commute home. The boys are always tired and hungry after daycare so I try to get them as early as I can. Then it’s dinner prep and eating, baths and bedtime. The thing I’m hating the most is the fact that we just don’t get much time to hang out and play together. I miss that.
I also miss writing here. So much has been swirling through my head in the past few weeks as I try to reconcile the fact that my baby is one, we just passed the two-year anniversary of our miscarriage, I’m now a working mom again and we’re quite certainly having no more children. I’m hoping that I’ll find a better balance soon so that I can ensure I’m able to find time do the things I want to do (play, write, read) instead of just things I have to do (work, laundry, cook).
That being said, I’ve been reading my favourite blogs as much as possible (the upside of all that time spent on public transit?) While I haven’t had a chance to comment much, please know that I’ve been thinking of you all through your ups and downs, good news and bad, celebrations and losses. You really do help keep me sane.