Week 1 is coming to an end and I am tired. It is hard moving - even when it's a short stint. It is hard even when you move somewhere amazing. I understand the envy and the lack of sympathy! I would be mad as hell and green with envy if it were someone else doing this and I was watching on. I am not complaining - I WANT to be here - nonetheless this week has been hard.
The thing is, that I am a worker bee. I enjoy going to the office, I love my job and I want to be in a creative, inspiring environment. I adore being a mother but I find being a stay at home full-time mother impossibly hard. I am selfish, I long for quiet time to myself and I crave ME time. I think that's because I'm an only child and also just how my experience of motherhood has evolved - I had incredible help for the first 2 years and I've worked almost full-time for the 2nd two years while MacKenzie has been at school.
A week of 2am wake-ups, with cranky discombobulated boys (the 4 year old and the 41 year old) has been challenging. On Monday, MacKenzie starts school 3 days a week from 9am to 3pm and I will head back to the gym. I am longing for an hour a day on the treadmill just to unwind and burn some of these bagel calories!!!
I know that week 2 will be better. Bring it on!