The time I resurface. The time I return to
work. You see the great thing about being Canadian is the yearlong maternity
leave. While, before having children I thought this year was like an extended
vacation with a child – I now know I was beyond wrong. And hey, I never admit
I’m wrong.
How about a year off with two kids under
the age of two? Let me tell you it takes a very special person to not become a
closet alcoholic. Not a ‘secret’ alcoholic – one who actually drinks in her
closet with the door closed to avoid the complete shit show that is going down
in the house.
Since November 2011 I have worked 6 months
(Jan – July 2013). I have perfected synching nap times and bedtime routines and
have spent many hours searching for favorite toys that have gone missing or a
soother. I have spent double or triple that just holding and rocking and
kissing my children. They have become my everything and I hope that I am able
to remain their favorite mommy when not with them all day. I hope that time
doesn’t fly by.
However, I miss adult conversation, and
dressing in anything other than comfy clothes and flip-flops. I miss kid-free
lunches and having more income. And really, that’s about it. Ideally, in a
perfect world, I’d work part-time – but it is just not in the cards right now.
So while I have watched kids shows, and
Disney movies, and gone on a million adventures, I have also accomplished some
projects around the house that I’ll post about soon – you know once I’m tied to
the desk with no fresh air or direct sunlight. I’ve created a kid space in the
basement ‘kid cave’ and all. I’ve refinished a rocking chair from my childhood
for A, and re-finished a vanity for my ‘one day’ basement bathroom. I’ve read –
oh how I’ve gotten to read again. I’ve even seen a few movies.
However, I still have one month left to
sing and dance and kiss away boo-boo’s. I have a jam packed schedule of
adventures to go on with G, and stories to read with A. So, I’m here. I’m
gathering material. I was actually tonight sorting through A’s too –small
clothing when I came across the sleeper she wore in her newborn pictures. I
immediately became a puddle with tears of how quickly she has grown.
So I’ll be with you again really soon. But
I need to soak up every minute I can with my two littles – they have made my
life something I never knew was possible, and am loving every second of it
(well maybe not the potty-training part).
