Category Archives: Working mom
You know you’re tired when
- You find yourself nodding off while stopped at a red light
- You fall asleep at work in the middle of writing something and it’s only 9 am
- You fall asleep while pumping your milk
- You realize that even if you taped your eyes open you would probably go to sleep anyway
Each weekday I wake up earlier than I want to and go to sleep later than I should. I have a 40-minute commute to work and I drop off and pick up Baby E everyday from the babysitter’s place. It’s usually just after dawn when I leave home and well after dusk when I finally return. When I get home I need to prepare Baby E’s and my things for the next day which usually involves ironing, soaking and washing. In addition to nursing Baby E I’ve been needing to add some more pumping sessions at home because lately he’s drinking more than what I’ve been pumping and my freezer stash of milk is gone. This is not impossible to do but if Baby E is fussy or not willing to sleep it becomes more difficult and frustrating. Oh, and supposedly I’m the one who’s in charge of making or obtaining dinner.
Something’s gotta change.
So far, I’ve decided to start using a slow cooker so that dinner’s ready by the time I make it home. I’m also going to delegate the task of packing the diaper bag to the hubby. He’s already in charge of baths but he can do more. I’ve been eating oatmeal and now started on fenugreek to boost my milk supply. I also need to work harder at making sure I get at least three pumping sessions at work.
How do you moms make it work so that you keep your sanity and not end up throwing a shoe at your parenting partner’s head or wrecking your car on your way home from work?
I’m still here. I’ve been working, and mommying and enjoying my little free moments as much as I can. I haven’t forgotten about the blog. It’s been a whirlwind month.
I lost both of my grandfathers (within 30 days of each other) and it’s a stark reminder of my own aging and mortality.
I’ve been entertaining various out-of-town family members and if I don’t see the inside of a certain local tourist-trap mall again for a year then I won’t complain.
Baby E has gained a lot of weight and I can finally refer to him as my little chubba-chubba.
Finally, I’m just plain tired…like falling asleep on myself tired sometimes. Yeah, that means I should probably go to bed now and stop fooling with “teh internetz.”
I’ve been on an unplanned hiatus from the blog. These past few weeks I’ve been adjusting to being a mom who works away from her baby. It’s been a juggling act where I’ve been trying to find time to pump, relearn the art of going to bed early, accept the fact of waking up too early for my internal clock, survive the day on about 4-5 hours of sleep, and be okay with not seeing my baby for 11 hours out of the day. It is tiring. However, the good news is that both Baby E and I are doing pretty well with our daily separations. I can’t help but smile when I see him again at the end of the day. He smiles at me once he’s had the chance to nurse. It’s the best part of my day.