As a newly minted work-at-home mom (WAHM), I don’t quite have a grasp on a routine yet. As you know, I had a less-than-stellar first day, but I’m also a quick study; I learned to stop stuffing my days like I do my laundry basket. By day three, I whittled my daily goals to just two a day, like coffee and shower (not at the same time). Or play date and conference call (I suppose I had to get the W part of the WAHM in some time).
Having a manageable list means I will at least have a sense of accomplishment at the end of my day. I realize how important that is for this new lifestyle, or else each day would seem to run in to each other, one indistinguishable from the next. Goals, big and small, are nice; they give me forward momentum.
But even then, I have to remind myself that it’s okay to stall sometimes. Life isn’t always about pressing ahead and looking at the horizon. There are roses all around me after all. Wasn’t that why I quit my full-time office job in the first place? So I wouldn’t be a slave to the clock and the unending lists to be done?
And so that I could…
- romp in bed with the baby in the middle of the day and teach her to clap as I sing, “If you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands”. And she does!
- move and groove with my kids when our living room becomes an impromptu dance floor thanks to Pandora.
- continue to savor every fold and every roll on my littlest girl before they melt away.
- go to my daughter’s first (successful!) dentist appointment as a family on a weekday morning. The sweet and wonderful hygienist asked\ after spying our troop as we all sat to watch her work on Little Miss, “is this a special family day?” but we only chuckled in response. What I actually wanted to say was, no. This is just what we decided to do that day. Because we could.
The working and the catching up on housework, and finding the time to juggle between the two in between naps will be a colossal struggle for awhile. But I have to remember (and be grateful) that everything else is cake.
Because it’s what I’ve always wanted to do. I guess it’s just slowly dawning on me that now, I can.
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p.s. If you’re wondering about the schizophrenic photos, I was just experimenting with a new online photo-editing site, PicMonkey. They reached out to me after reading my post lamenting the impending demise of Picnik and informed me that several Picnik team members broke away to form this new site. And voila!
It’s brand new, and they’re still adding new features as we speak, but you know what? This may be THE GREATEST TOOL EVER Part 2.
I love the Internet. I express my sadness in losing my favorite tool, and the replacement comes looking for me! Hmm…I wonder…
I’m so bummed that I no longer have a nice, fat weekly paycheck to support my daughter’s chocolate habit.
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