Yesterday was my first day back to work. Back to life as a working mom, and by the look of my twitter stream at 5:42am? You could tell I was very excited about it.
Did I mention by this point I’d already showered and made my coffee?
Yay.
I can tell you this: I don’t think I’ve ever been that happy to have twitter because as I documented each step of my morning it gave me some comfort knowing that you all knew I was suffering through straightening my hair, applying my make-up and trying to carefully avoid waking my kids.
And as soon as Micheal McDonald came on the radio I knew I was in for a great day. The universe was certainly mocking my ambition to be an organized! and efficient! working mother of two young children all while appearing as though I have my shit together. Clearly.
Takin It To The Streets – Michael McDonald
Eventually ready, I then had to fight two small children to wake up. Had it not been the ass crack of dawn I may have taken more pleasure in the fact that I was forcing my children from their peaceful slumber into the chilly darkened beginning of the day. I think Carter may have actually cursed me as his eyes rolled around inside his head as he tried to grasp the idea of being energetically woken up by his mother who is NOT a morning person.
I thought I would have surely taken more pleasure in being the one to turn on the light and announce it’s time to GET! UP!.
Only a mere fifteen minutes behind schedule we were out the door and at the daycare centre where not one tear was shed at drop off – by either kid or myself.
Awesome.
That’s to be read bottom up, so you know.
I arrived on time, barely. Made it through my first morning alright; a little disoriented but I think that’s to be expected after a year of wiping ass and not much else.
But once the afternoon hit, things changed. I think it was 12:00pm on the dot when the call from daycare came that Hudson had spiked a fever of 102F and by ministry policy had to be taken home and remain there for 24 hours AFTER the fever breaks. So, not only has my boss graciously given me Tuesdays and Thursdays off for the first two weeks of my return due to daycare placement issues for Carter, but now has an employee which has left due to an ill child on her First. Day. Back. NIICE.
Hudson was rather listless when I got to the centre. He was exhausted, congested and feverish – which TOTALLY killed me with Mommy Guilt; but after a brief doctors visit we were certain it was just a regular virus and he’d be back to normal after a little rest.
I really hope this isn’t indicative of what’s to come because I can be certain that if it came down to it, in this economy, I could potentially be one of the first to pack my boxes and head for my spot in the unemployment line with my sick child on my hip.
And though that would be completely alright with me. It’s totally NOT awesome.
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Oh, brutal! How humiliating. I hate the stuggle to look like a serious and essential employee all the while trying to manage kids and family. My company is the worst for understanding that shit. They’d let me go home, alright, but there would instantly be a big sign on my back saying “Do Not Promote, She’s a mom”.
I’m lucky – my employer covers the cost for emergency childcare at times like this. We won’t mention the £50 joining fee though, the one that makes it totally unaffordable to join the scheme.
Hope the rest of the week goes significantly better.
Gah! What a way to kick in your first day back! I missed your (very funny!) tweets yesterday, but was definitely wondering how the return to work went. Hope by the end of the week you’re getting into the Michael McDonald-fueled groove!
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So sorry… I was wondering how you were doing (i missed the tweets too)
My first 2 months at work alternated between sickness, biting & hitting (they get sent home for that) and peeing on the playground. Nice.
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OH NO! Not a great way to start of the first day. I hope it was just a fluke.
Good luck being back to work!! Hugs!
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Oh, of all the days for the wee babe to get sick…
I thought of your fine ass yesterday…I’m glad you survived the day!
Hope Hudson’s on the mend soon.
There are a couple of things about parenthood and marriage with kids that no one ever mentioned. Not fair! I want to say it will get easier, but I know back when I was in similar shoes that made my nostrils flare and I’d bite back colorful, “Fuck you’s”. So I’ll keep it to I’m sorry it’s so hard.
Every day I pray for that million dollar idea or that my lotto ticket will pay because seriously …this having to work full time thing sucks ass. Especially when you have a sick kid.
Damn, I wish we worked closer. We could so bitch , moan and cry our hearts out over lunch. What a time we’d have.
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What a crappy first day back! Hope the little man is feeling better today!
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After reading this I remembered that I have to go to work with my mom Saturday morning at a farmers market type thing and we have to leave my house around 5 or 6. Ick. Sorry about the sick kid.
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