Life has simplified since I started my new gig on Monday. I get up at one time, go to work at one time and come home around the same time now. As for going to bed, well, that still needs work. It's 11pm and I'm still up, for example...
But most of all, I have more time with Jessica. That's the most important thing here, and it was my goal for switching jobs to begin with; to reduce my working-mom stress. So far it has worked. Even Keith mentioned that I seem happier. And I certainly am. My little girl deserves better than to spend a minimum of 10 hours at daycare. Not that there's anything wrong with our provider- it's actually an in-home care run by an older lady. She knows what she's doing and does it well. Every day when I go to pick Jessy up we chat for a few minutes- usually about babies (there's one other infant girl there) and what Jessy is up to. I get to hear about how she smiles like crazy and hardly cries. Such a good girl! And before you ask, yes, she is good at home too. hehe.
As for the new gig, I am back to discounting contracts for a major auto finance company. Basically, it is entering new deals into the system to activate customers' accounts and fund the dealers for their business. That's the simplest way to explain it. I actually did this same job at Ford for a short time and enjoyed it. With this job, as with at Ford, I don't find myself staring down the clock (with the exception of today, but today was Friday! lol) and wanting to throw myself onto the floor and throw a tantrum because time isn't going fast enough, only to have time race by me when I am at home with my two favorite people. (But no tantrum temptations today)
Keith drops Jessy off at daycare in the mornings and I pick her up in the evenings. I get home some time later, and spend time with her some way or another. Whether I'm feeding her (we feed on demand, so no set times here), walking with her or just plain sitting and chatting with her, I enjoy my time with her so much now that we're not so rushed anymore. Before this, it was more like get up, drop Jessy off, go to work, get Jessy, come home, scarf down dinner, wash bottles, prepare diaper bag for the next day, take a shower, go to bed. Where's the time to relax in that? Not sure here either... whenever I even tried to find the time to relax or do whatever I was wanting to do I would end up not having time to do something else I needed to. Way too rough, thankyouverymuch...
Now this working-mom schedule I can do. As long as I can spend time with two of my favorite people on this planet, it's all good.
Getting a baba after we arrived home. Sweet girl found her hands today and enjoyed sucking on them and her burpy-cloth.
Out and about, exploring her world. Exactly 11 weeks and 10 minutes (as of the minute I type this) after she was born.