Posts Tagged ‘working mom’
On Monday, I started a new job…
It’s a job that I’ve wanted for almost all my life. It’s a job that I have been begging for since M was born. It’s a job that will be the hardest job I’ve ever had, but it’s the only job I’ve ever wanted.
Stay At Home Mom
Yup. It’s official.
I put in my resignation last week and started this new job on Monday, officially.
I’d been home since July since there were complications with my pregnancy with K. It seemed like the most logical choice to stay home. I had been home for almost a year already, 10 months to be exact. M was just so used to having me here. I’d ask her if she wanted me to go back to work and she’d tell me, “No, just stay here with me.” How could I leave her knowing she wanted me around?
Now I won’t have to feel the anxiety of knowing that I’ll have to leave these girls behind to spend most of the day somewhere else. Now I won’t have to worry about how much time off I have left every time one of them would get sick. Now I won’t have to worry about how they are doing, what the are eating, how they are feeling while I’m away. Now I won’t have to leave the comfort of a nice warm cuddle when the alarm goes off in the morning. I can stay up late with any of the kids and not have to worry about how many hours of sleep I will get because I’ll have work the next day.
I can spend a sleepless night with one of the girls and not have to worry about how much coffee I have to drink to function the next day.. wait, no… this will still happen.. It just won’t have to happen at work…
I’m not going to miss a single smile, coo, movement, cry, laugh, or anything in between. I’m going to watch K grow up the way I wished I got to see M grow up.
I’m very excited for this new chapter of my life and what direction my blog will take because of this change.
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I’ve been home since July of last year when I was suddenly put on bedrest due to my subchrionic hemmorhage early in my pregnancy.
Now that I have the baby, the big question is whether or not I’m going to go back to work.
It’s been a subject that we have been discussing for awhile.
I’ve been away from work for about 8 months now. It seems almost normal being a “stay at home mom.”
M has thrived so much since I started staying home. Even if I was under limited capacity, M seemed to just love that I am around 24/7.
I can’t imagine going back anymore. It just seems…. mean.
I hated being a working mom… I felt like I was just a part-time mom. I missed out on a lot of the daytime with her, only seeing in the late afternoon and evening for dinner and bedtime.. It didn’t seem fair to her. It didn’t seem fair to me. I wanted to parent her, not anyone else.
I also couldn’t balance life. Cooking, cleaning, laundry, parenting.. I couldn’t find the right balance. Everything was a mess because all I wanted to do was be with M.
(Ok.. so things are STILL a mess around here.. but that’s because I have a newborn and I’m still figuring things out… the excuses just never end, do they?)
Millions of mothers CAN do the working mom thing and do it successfully. I just felt like I couldn’t. I felt chaotic. I felt like I had no control.
Once I stayed home, it’s like my world suddenly made sense. Ok, so I was on bedrest. Ok, so I was very limited with what I could and could do. Ok, so staying at home during my pregnancy seemed… easy.
Now, I’m staying at home with two kids. It’s hectic. It’s chaotic. Sometimes I don’t shower. Sometimes I forget to brush my teeth. My hair is constantly a mess. I wear the same clothes for several days until they smell so much like baby spit-up that I HAVE to change. I have NO time to myself. The only adults I talk to are Hubby and my parents.
Staying home seems so much harder than working…
But I want to stay… I want to stay home.
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Today, I’m going to rant. I don’t usually do this, but it’s been bubbling inside of me, and I need to get it out.
Yes, I’m very thankful I have a job. Yes, these are mostly first-world problems. I’m fully aware that my problems are miniscule compared to the what other people have to go through.
Just let me have my rant.
If work wasn’t in the way, I could…
… stay home and take care of my child.
… go to all those mommy group meetups.
… concentrate on my cardmaking and scrapbooking more.
… get more errands done during the day instead of during the evenings or weekends.
… cook more.
… experiment in the kitchen more.
… not worry about having enough timeoff and vacation time at work when I need to take care of a sick child.
… figure what what I really want to do to make money.
What could you do if work wasn’t in the way??
I’ve been mopey lately. I’m not sure why..
Maybe it’s the failed pregnancy attempts (2, so far, but still makes me sad)…
Maybe it’s the lack of caffiene in my system (quit drinking regularly since January)…
If you’ve been a regular reader of my blog, you know I get this way sometimes. Who doesn’t, right?
The best way I’ve found to deal with it is to always acknowlege it. I never try to just ignore it. It’s actually pretty hard to ignore.
I have to face the fact that I’m feeling down.
Then, once I’ve acknowleged it, I figure out why and how I can overcome it.
Right now, I feel stagnant. I feel unproductive at work. I feel like I could be doing much better things with my time. I could be with M. I could be mothering her instead of sitting in a cubicle all day.
I want to find different ways to make money. I want to be a work-from-home mom. I want to be able to spend time with my daughter.
I’m struggling with the balance of home and work. I feel like I don’t have the time to dedicate to my home life because work life takes over.
I wish I was better at meal planning and grocery shopping, but I feel like work gets in the way.
I admire the working moms that seem to have it all together. They can come home from a full days work, prepare a great meal, get the home ready, and then be a mom.. I feel like I’ve struggled with this since I came back to work back in 2012.. I still can’t balance it all. It makes me sad and frustrated.
I feel like I could be a better person if I could concentrate on just one thing.
Being a wife/mom without the work.
Some days are better than others. Somedays I feel like superwoman and I can tackle it all. Other days, like these, I feel overwhelmed and mopey.
So now that I know why I feel this way, how do I fix it?
I’ve been working on finding ways to make money from the home. That’s my crafting and cardmaking, but I’m also thinking of other avenues.. I’ve been figuring out ways to expand this blog. Maybe more product reviews, getting more exposure, writing better entries.
I know I’m not the only mother that deals with this.. and I know this feeling isn’t going to last forever.
I just need to find my “pick-me-up.”
I had an extended weekend this past weekend.
Friday and Monday off.
Toddler with a cold turned into toddler with an asthma attack turned into “mommy to the rescue!”
Being home was a nice break from work. I got to sleep in a little later than I usually do. That’s probably the only perk. Being home finds me just as busy as when I’m at work. No, I take that back. I’m so much MORE busy than when I am at work.
At work, I can sit in my cubicle for the whole 8 hours. I concentrate on my job, just the tasks that I have on hand. That’s all. During lunchtime, I heat up my food and eat uninterupted. At the end of the day, I go home and forget all about it.
At home, there’s toddler chasing, toddler wrangling, toddler entertaining, toddler feeding, toddler cleaning, toddler bathroom duties, toddler napping, toddler meltdowns… all day. At home, there are many tasks all at once. There’s no escape. It’s all day, everday.
I love it all.
I love being at home. I love spending time with M no matter how busy and how tiring it is. Getting a random hug, or a smile, or a kiss. The smile she had on her face when she would wake up to see me was just completely priceless. I’m hoping that these days will happen more often.
That’s living the dream!
I love my cubicle.
I know it sounds crazy, but I’ve been working in a lab for about 10 years, and that’s counting college. I have outgrown the novelty of being all “science-y” and being a “lab geek.” In the beginning of this year, I was asked to be part of a project at my work to help contribute towards a major change in the computer systems that we use. Because of this, I was placed in a cubicle and I spend all day in different meetings and on my computer. I do no lab work at all, and that’s totally refreshing. I’m sure the novelty of being a cubicle will wear off too, but for now, I actually don’t mind being at work.
Not gonna lie, I’m kinda starting to feel a little burned out.
Work has been super crazy busy, then I come home, and it’s second shift.. the mommy shift.
Work has been pretty much non-stop for 8 eight hours. It’s not a completely bad thing. Being really busy DOES make the time go so much faster and before I know it, it’s time to go home.
But then I feel like I get no rest.
I get home before M and Hubby do, usually that time is spent preparing dinner, or working on some craft projects.
My favorite times after work are when I can work on a craft project. The hustle and bustle of my day job actually helps my creativity flow and I’ve been able to crank out a few good cards and scrapbook layouts.
Other times, it’s straight to the kitchen to start dinner. Then, in the middle of cooking, M and Hubby usually get home and then it’s non-stop with the toddler until bedtime.
More often than not, these days, I’ve been falling asleep before she does.
I wish I could just concentrate on one thing. Being a mom.
Ok.. two things. Being a crafter. Being a mom.
Ok.. three things. Being a wife. Being a crafter. Being a mom.
Ok.. four things. Keeping the apartment clean. Being a wife Being a crafter. Being a mom.
Well.. I guess it isn’t as simple as I thought.
I just want more hours in the day, but doesn’t everyone?
I’m exhausted. I need a break. I nice good loooooooong sleep.
Thank God it’s Friday.