6:57 a.m. - 2008-12-11
working mommies
One of my oldest friends called last night. Why don't I talk to her more? It was great to catch up with her. She works too and it is comforting to see that she makes it work.
I don't have very many friends that have kids and work so being able to talk with her and share in all the same struggles made me feel less alone. We talked about everything, the guilt and the disapointments, our special obstacles.
I was honestly surprised how similar we felt about most things. How precious our time off is, and that anything other than being at home with our babies seems like a chore. Even shopping for ourselves has lost it's luster. I don't want to waste the time I have. And babysitters well that is pure torture I'd much rather just bring him along and usually do.
I also feel so very blessed. I have a great job that is flexible. I have caregivers for Wyatt and I have never once felt worried for him. I still get to see him for most of the day. Even though we complained for most of the phone call when it came to an end I realized how blessed I am.
