A Secret to Success as a Working Mom: Turn Burn Out Into Bliss and Embrace Joy

Last weekend my youngest was committed to going to the "Water Steps" a man-made water fall in Pittsburgh by the rivers. (Fun Fact: Three rivers converge in Pittsburgh--The Ohio River, The Monongahela River, and the Allegheny River.)  He kept asking. I knew he was serious when he said, "If you won't take me, I'll ask  daddy!" Given that it was highly unlikely that would happen on an unscheduled day, I relented. So, we went. It wasn’t planned in the way most things in my life are. No calendar block. No checklist. No “productive” purpose attached. And, so in some respects it was uncomfortable. And yet, it seemed necessary. It was the idea of my 8-year-old—offered with the kind of urgency only children possess when something is profoundly important to them.

Every Night With a New Baby is a Party



I was blessed with a really sweet baby.  However, after she had been home about a week and a half she started to sleep all day and wanted to party at 11 PM, 1 AM, 3 AM, 5 AM and 7AM.  I think that someone told her that her mama used to be a party girl.  They clearly forgot to emphasize “used to be”!


When I was pregnant someone told me to get all of the sleep that I could.  Despite that advice I was not at all prepared for the extent of the sleep deprivation.  It was as if I was in a constant trance.  I slept. I nursed. And I thought about sleeping, nursing and sleep during the "break time". 

All in all, life was good.  I had a healthy baby who was acting like, a baby.  I didn't have anything serious to worry about. 

Eventually though the sleep deprivation, inexperience and anxiety of being a new parent made me more than a little crazy...
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Comments

led display said…
very happy to visit here!
Nikki said…
I remember those early days, I am actually amazed that I was still able to function with just 2/3 hrs of sleep
Conniel said…
Love the blog girl! I don't even normally read blogs! :)