I had no idea what it would be like, going back to work with two kids. It wasn't quite what I expected - it wasn't as hard, or as easy, as I thought it would be.
A few vignettes from the past week:
Monday at work was rough. I had been up 6 times the night before as Jellybean, a rambunctious Ollie cat, and snoring husband all came together in a perfect storm of wakefulness. And, of course, I was anxious about returning to work so I wasn't sleeping all that well in the first place, you know? But I got through the day and didn't drool on myself. However, I did wear my underwear backwards. I was so tired that when I finally noticed, I decided the hell with it - and left them the way they were. (and NO they were not thong underwear - I was tired, not numb!)
Monday night I came home to a scene of domestic contentment. Jellybean was asleep on her nanny's ample chest. Her pink cheeks were rosy, and her eyelids were flickering as she dreamed. And, when I picked her up to give her a snuggle an arrow of jealousy shot through my heart: I was jealous/mad that she smelled like the nanny. She should smell like me, her mommy! (and for the record, her nanny was wearing some sort of a light floral perfume, lovely really, just not my perfume....). The jealousy was irrational, but powerful. Funny how strong an emotional trigger scent can be....
There are more stories. Including how we decided to start potty training Monkey last Monday. You know, like why not just throw a monkey wrench (ha!) into the works....but they will wait, as now I need to feed Jellybean and stare at her beautiful face.
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