OH MY GOD, y’all…I’m dying.
I sat down FIVE TIMES ALREADY TODAY to tap out something, anything, with a prayer of getting 2 coherent sentences together, slapping my knee & going “DONE!” for blogging. You know, about the insane schedule we’re keeping, the go-go-go and hey, here’s a 5lb spoonful of guilt for you with a side of your baby hates you now. & how I almost drowned my sorrows & stress in a plate of cookies, thus realizing I’m an emotional eater with The Breakthrough Food Moment of 2010.
But here I sit, 4:51pm with a yogurt, a headache, & a picture of a smiling kid on my desk that I am literally shaking with excitement to see after a cold day.
I need a 34-hour day.
Ugh – u and me both. My kids had a half day at school when I needed tons of "at-home" work done. Trying to blog is giving me a headache today. I'm staring at the screen getting up every 5min to break up mini arguments over a ninentendo DSi between my 6 and 7 year old. Now, off to making my hair bows while one fell asleep. Ahhhh. Maybe by Monday my headache will be gone.
Go give your happy baby a kiss you keep staring at. Makes everything better!!!
I'll just say…ditto.
It's almost the weekend, that's my mantra.
So I recently discovered your blog via topmommyblogs and lemme jus say: I.AM.IN.LOVE
Keep writing! it keeps me busy at work and the time goes oh, so much faster.
When does the guilt go away? I am in week 2 of back to work and baby at daycare. I hate daycare…it makes me sick AND it is freaking expensive. I HATE daycare. I cry every night when I bring her home.
In blue air…. out yellow air. And, repeat.
Hang in there friend. Like I said, If I win the lottery, first comes my tummy tuck and removal of bear-mauling-deflated balloon tummy skin, and a boob lift to put them back where God made them. Then comes project get-my-friends-home.
How fun would that be? We would spend too much money in Gymboree I fear…
I'm dragging too. It's 8:52 and I'm heading straight to bed…I don't care it's the bedtime of a 10 year old and I'm almost 3 times that. I need it. Hope u have some special time with your men & then some well needed rest
It does get easier in the sense that you get better at managing it. But… yeah. It still sucks.
I know I'm not helping. I'm sorry. I'm having a bit of a sucky working mom week myself. But it's not usually like that I promise. Piper's a year old and things are so much easier now than they were when I went back, truly. And the paycheck and benefits really help too.
Hang in there.
Try to remember to give yourself a break, my dear. It takes awhile to get into a new groove when you go back to work. It's the "new" normal.
Only if 14 of those hours were spent sleeping.
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Introducing myself here! I am a bumpie and have checked out your blog a few times but today became an offical follower!! Between you and watching the movie Juile and Julia, I have finally decided to start my own blog. I hope someday it will look as pretty as yours…
I've heard that baby's most fussy time is between 6 and 8 pm, so don't feel like Harrison hates you. It might just not be his time to shine when you get home from work. It'll get better as he gets older, I'm sure! If not, you need to start compiling some of your stories into a book
Then you can SAH and get the best of both worlds!
Working Mommy guilt sucks hardcore.