I’m Backkkkkkk
It’s been far too long since I’ve blogged…in fact, it’s been far too long since I’ve actually sat down for longer than 5 minutes without being interrupted by a child. After 12 weeks of maternity leave, I’ve returned to work to begin the normal chaos we call our lives.
YIPPPEEE!!! Now the blogs about poop and vomit can commence again! Isn’t that why you come here? You’re certainty not coming here for style or fashion tips.
To tell you the truth, I couldn’t be happier to go back to work. Listen Lady, I love my kids and you’re never REALLY ready to leave them when they are babies, but knowing that they are at my parents house relieves stress and guilt that I can only imagine other parents feel. Let’s not forget that I also was pulled out of work in January because of this pregnancy and was not allowed to drive so there has been a MAJOR lack of socialization this year. We saved a butt load of gas money, but it’s nice to hear other keyboards click.
Compound this by the fact that Cardin is back to her major fits of violent gagging and puking at nearly every meal and mommy was pulling her hair out having to feed her 3 meals a day. Lunchtime was much more peaceful today. I didn’t have to bribe anyone to eat, craft some bizarre scene out of magazine clippings, or create elaborate sandwich cutouts.
In fact being back to work creates more structure to my life and I feel more up to date on current world events; instead of living inside of a bubble. Playing with a kid and caring for a newborn never really afforded me the opportunity the time to stay abreast of the news. Brett would come home and be all “Did you see that there was a giant earthquake today?” And I’d be all…. “Rory pooped on my leg today and there is spit up encrusted on my earlobe. Do you really want to play this game?”
I’d start each day, all with good intentions of blogging, and by the time 11 pm rolled around, I’d be racing to bed to get a few hours of sleep before the newborn clock rang for it’s middle of the night feeding. This lack of blogging only helped to fuel how bubble-ish my life felt. Listen Lady is my catharsis and only in my time away have I begun to appreciate this canvas to spill my daily chaos to the world.
Soooo……more to come 🙂