7:49pm. Another weekend has come and gone. It’s particularly hard for me, because I worked yesterday. By the time I got home,I was too tired to do anything else. Not to mention it was raining cats and dogs.
This morning, my baby girl had a high fever. All she wanted to do was lay around and look miserable. JJ requested cereal, oatmeal, and pancakes. And guess what?? He had all three, because I’m determined to fatten him up.
My boy will be four on the 26th and he is still so small. I guess I can’t expect him to be super big, because I’m not big at all. A lot of people thought my parents were starving me when I was a kid. And it really doesn’t help that Ivy is almost as big as him, and she’s not even one yet.
But I’m getting off track…
Tomorrow it will be back to work and reality. I’m still trying to wrap my head around my new office. We’re fully staffed, but we have to work three to four Saturdays a month. It’s such a hassle since we never get off on time. I have to ask my sister to keep the kids or my husband has to rearrange his schedule. It’s not fun.
The weekend, mainly Saturday, used to be my time to spend with the kids. During the week, we’re all on the go. I drop them off at 7:30am and don’t see them until 6pm. Basically, with the way this banking center does schedules, I only have Sunday to spend with my children. And to think that I work for a company that claims to be one of best for working mothers.
I’m not seeing that right now. So who knows? A change may be in my future.
5:40pm. It’s cold and raining. I’m sprawled out on a sofa bed in my parents’ living room. Sounds of Ivy and Rescue Pup fill the background. I miss my husband.
This weekend, we moved into our new apartment in the city. He starts work at his new job tomorrow. The kids and I are back down south until next weekend. My job couldn’t transfer me as fast, so the kids and I have to spend a week at my parents’.
I’m truly hoping that this week will fly by. There’s still lots of unpacking to do. I still have to put up the tree and take JJ to see Santa. Most of all, I’m ready to start a new chapter of my life.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to post. So much has been going on with work and the family. I still haven’t managed to find that perfect work/life balance. It seems as if there aren’t enough hours in the day.
My father-in-law passed away on Memorial Day. I’ve been helping J deal with that. I can’t imagine what it feels like to lose both parents. Daddy Blake will be missed. He’s one of the first in J’s family to accept me wholeheartedly as a part of his son’s life. For that, I will always be grateful.
I’m not sure when I’ll be able to get here next. I have a review to do for Influenster, so maybe by the end of the month.