72 hours. That is what this mama worked the other week. And I have jelly all over my face. Jealous of all the time eveyone else besides me gets to spend with my little man. He is asleep when I leave for work and asleep---or ready for bed---by the time I return. It's starting to feel like I'm the babysitter when I see him only two out seven days of the week. I am torn between being able to work and provide for my blueberry and wanting to be the mom my heart wants me to be.
A few weeks ago I attended a lecture about women in the work place. A successful woman in my field (note: she has no offspring) said it was not about the quantity of time but the quality of time you have with your family. That sounds like a nice theory. But it is a theory that is not working for me.
While I am at the job my little boy has learned to crawl, sprout a tooth, and stand himself up in his crib. Everyday is a day of discovery and challenge for him.
Above is a photo from our time together this week. I followed him on his wild rumpus around his nursery. He was just so break-my-heart-cute in his striped socks and his Where the Wild Things Are tshirt from dear Auntie L---I had to share this little boy and his smile that makes my tired old soul sigh with utter adoration.
I really do understand. Mine are teenagers and my heart still aches that I am not there for College visits, school functions or have the time to tend to their older needs the way I would like. I can imagine how hard it must be for you. I guess I would agree with the women you spoke about to a degree, if you worked a normal 40 hour a week schedule, however working 72 hours in one week... I am sure you are fighting exhaustion while trying to have quality time with your precious baby. That little boy is so incredibly lucky to have you. You are amazing with him.
ReplyDeleteMy gosh he is getting so big. Can not wait til you are chasing him around the cottage. =)
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