Playing Keep Up

The past few working weeks have been somewhat of a blur.  Time slides by so very quickly as the hubby and I try to balance all our work responsibilities with the added baby work load.  Semester 3 for nursing school has begun and is underway and I am again working to keep up the crazy juggling act.  Did I have an idea it might be like this?  Why, yes.  I was warned many a times.  Do I care that I was warned?  Umm.. no.  I'll tell you why.

First and foremost being told how I'm going to feel and maintain my sanity during the work week pisses me off.  I don't like people telling me how I'm going to feel.  On the contrary,  I like to tell others how I feel about whatever is going on in my life.  So, how does it feel? Crazy, backwards, overwhelming and kind of like one of those dreams where you are getting everything done 10 minutes too late.  Like the one where I'm  a waitress and keep getting to all my tables too late and pretty much ruin my entire night.  That's kind of what it feels like when you're a working mom and your husband works full time, goes to school full time and also is occasionally mandatoried for work.  Mind you, not for a shift of 8 hours of work UBT 24 hours of work.

That's correct, when he manadoried, he is gone an entire 48 hours and then most days goes straight to class.  Closest I think it comes to a single mom aside from deployed military dads.  It just is what it is.

Well, I will just have repost next time when I'm having a good time balancing both.. it might be a while.  Until then..

Here we go...

Tomorrow is the big day and I actually feel ok.  I'm not crying and begging my husband to let me stay here with the baby believe it or not.  So, I think it really will all be ok.  The best idea I have to keep myself sane so far is just planning ahead.  I have all my outfits for the week picked out, food prepared and the baby's schedule ironed out.  The rest of it can just take care of its self and in the mean time, I'll try to enjoy myself.

I'll be blogging soon about my first day back!

The Baby Bullet!

Seems to be quite amazing.  The baby bullet will be firing up this time next week for baby's first solids... stay tuned.

Days Away...

I'm only a few short days away from stepping foot back into the middle school I last left on June 6th, 2011 just a mere 9 hours before my water would break and our lives quickly transported us to the land of parenthood.  Now, being a teacher has some incredible perks, such as the entire summer break off from work and all major holidays as well.  However, it also comes with a few cons, a personal favorite of mine.. teaching other peoples' children EVERYTHING.  So, I'm quite aware that I will again assume this responsibility and every ounce of creativity, energy and gumption will be sucked out of me daily as I instill a seed  into the minds of the children I interact with on a daily basis.

Since everyone around me knows in detail how I feel about this transition, I think it has also allowed everyone around me to tell me how they feel about my transition and it has been welcomed.  I know a few moms who took the transition with gusto! They have told me, don't worry, you will only appreciate the moments with your little one even more and have the best thing in your life to look forward to at the end of the day.  I've had moms tell me how they couldn't wait to get back to work and enjoy the world of adults again.  The stay at home mommy bit wasn't for them.  I've also encountered a few mothers who promise up and down that they will not let a stranger raise their child (valid, yet almost torturous to listen to knowing I'm returning to work) and that mommy-hood is their path in life.  And last but not least, a few mothers have promised me how devastated I will be upon my return to work... oh, dear god.

So, I take these pieces of experience, log them into the back of my brain and prepare for the onslaught of emotions I know I will began to feel as I loosen the grip from my SAHM experience.

I've got my chin up, frozen breast milk in the freezer and work clothes that I'm not sure that will still fit me... let the working begin!