I am sitting at my desk…blogging. Hard at work in my first week back after 10 months of mommying-at-home. First thing on the agenda: Don’t set the bar too high. So, I have not come in before 9am. Second on the agenda: Figure out how to fit a pack-n-play in my cube. I think if i brought my son to work, I could feed him in the break room and nurse him in a handicap stall… and I know he would LOVE to play with the powerstrip and wires under the desk. The big thing is where he would nap. Here are the options:
1) in my lap. i can multitask with one hand.
2) in his car seat under my desk.
3) on a cushion on my desk.
4) in a pack-n-play in the empty cube 3 rows over.
5) in a comfy crib at the house where he is being lovingly cared for.
My husband has been telling me for weeks: “You know you ARE going to see him again, right?” Yeah. I know. But…he would love it in my cube! Right? I never thought I would would be so torn to say farewell to my son. And even though I have only been doing this mom thing for a few months… I am guessing that a lot of the job involves saying farewell. Farewell to the toothless grin, farewell excitement when I walk in the room, farewell unbroken heart.
But I also see that the best part and biggest part of the Mom-gig is all the Hello’s! Hello potty training. Hello conversation. Hello lawn care provider. Hello friend.
With every stage comes a new one. Each one more endearing and challenging than the last. Each one a Hello. So, even though I cannot have him with me every second that I wish… I know I will be there for each and every New, Different, Challenging and Exciting. And sleeping in my cube is none of the above.
Although I am not sure how I can be a good mom, wife, and employee right now… I am encouraged that most of the women who I admire and look up to, are stellar at all three. So here is to the women who attempt to dominate the trinity of responsibility…
Hello!
