Time flies and its three weeks back at work already. It seems amazing to me, because just a couple of short months ago I was so worried about not being able to get back. I had fears about my ability to walk, and also about how much I would forget, how co-workers would perceive me, and how I would manage balancing home and work. Things seem to be going fairly smoothly. Which is not to say that there haven't been challenges. I am still very tired at the end of my workweek - but isn't everyone? Especially working moms, no matter how old your kids are! But I can walk on my own two legs, and I trust them to get me where I'm going. Mostly I was welcomed me back with (literally) open arms. That made me feel more at ease for sure. And I have made minor changes in the running of the household. Specifically, I can no longer do the boys' laundry to "help them out" - there's just too much of it. Every meal does not have to be homemade - we can eat take-out now and again. Chores cannot be done every day - I need a REAL day off, like every working person. Wednesday is my new rest and recover day; if I get some things done, great. Will everything stay the same as it is right now? Probably not. I'll wing it as I go.
I'm just relieved that things are moving along in the right direction. What seemed impossible to me before is HAPPENING right now. I don't know whether to feel bad I had so much doubt, or thrilled for so much success. I think I will take the latter!
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