Sometimes I crave adult interaction. After a week home with both kids, I’ve realized, yet again, I am not programmed to be a stay at home mom. I have two modes: go go go or couch potato. My kids weren’t built for go go go. We tried the zoo and Ikea this week and I immediately regretted it–no nap equals crabby kids. Couch potato isn’t doing anyone, or my messy house, any favors. A day in Mama’s Bed usually means juice and crumbs left behind.
I’m going a little stir crazy over here.
An afternoon in Mama’s Bed ☝️
A morning at Ikea ☝️
I miss the daily contact I had with my colleagues. I miss shooting the breeze over lunch and gabbing in the hallways. I miss talking and not just singing all damn day. How many verses does Wheels on the Bus have anyway?! I miss current events and quiet coffee at my desk. I don’t think I’ve even finished a cup of coffee this week.
I just found a Dunkin cup in the fridge…from last Saturday. OMG!
I miss eating lunch and not just snacking on whatever McKenna left behind.
Although I wish I could find a balance of Stay At Home Mom and Working Mom, it seems like I will forever have to choose one over the other. For now, Working Mom keeps me sane. I’ve lost my marbles home all week. Maybe it is the sleep deprivation or maybe it is the lack of caffeine, but I’m just not myself.
I’ll be seeing all my work ladies on Monday and I’m A-OK with that!
I am writing for the Two Writing Teachers March Writing Challenge