My childcare provider is on vacation. How dare she take a week with her family instead of watching my child for 11 hours every Monday through Friday? :o) Even though she certainly does deserve the break - and let's face it, my kid loves her so much that she can do whatever she wants as long as I can keep her - it does throw a wrench in my schedule. My husband and I both work full-time so we've had to finagle alternative arrangements this week. The hubby stayed home Monday and Tuesday this week with the monkey. It was great for me - he did laundry and made dinner both nights. At the end of day 2, as he's reclining on the couch trying to stifle a yawn, he looks at me and says "Man, being a Mom is hard. All I've been doing all day is housework and taking care of the baby. It's so much easier to go to work..."
Being a Mommy is my greatest joy and no matter how "hard" it is, I wouldn't trade it for the world. In many ways, the same goes for writing. It's elating and heartbreaking and time consuming; it's bittersweet to watch as your baby grows and changes and becomes more than you thought possible. I agree. It is easier to go to work. But really, who wants easy?
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
So I've been MIA for a couple of weeks. I know, I know, all 6 of you were on the verge of deep depression for having missed my charming and witty posts. It happens. :o) It's been a bit crazy at my casa. My husband has taken on a new business venture - never mind that he already owns one restaurant and also has a day job. It's funny how the hubby's new ventures always end up a family affair. :o) I'm ready for a trip to the mountains to relax with myself and build my WIP.
Monday, June 1, 2009
I'm tired. And edgy. And a little frustrated. I think it's from a lack of exercise - both literary and muscular. By all accounts, I had a nice weekend. I got a massage, a facial (my very first and now my favorite thing EVER!) and a haircut. (though I did spend a giant portion of the time feeling guilty for abandoning the little one) I did a little shopping - bought a couple of new books and a new bathing suit for the monkey - so adorable!
Even so, I'm cranky. I've been a little sleep deprived lately so writing something other than complete gibberish has been difficult. Even reading takes two tons of effort. I woke up this morning at 5am ready to hit the gym - yay me! 30 seconds after I opened my eyes the kid did too. No yay, baby :o( Suffice it to say I did NOT go to the gym, nor did I participate in any of my billion at-home-workout videos. *sigh*
I've noticed my muse is more inspiring (and I am a MUCH nicer person) when I can find the time to work-out. She's more beat than I am. The Lady and I definitely need some quality time together.