It’s been a really tough 6 months for me, going back to work full time after a year out is a huge upheaval, not what I expected in any way. Dragging yourself back into the real world after the cozy little bubble of maternity is an unbelievable shock to the system. You forget how to adult and you don’t realise how working your way through the ranks of your chosen field, gradually eyes you into the mindset you require to be a manager and then BANG, you’re suddenly a first line engineer in a management role. HUGE deal.
I finally feel like it’s switching back on, there has been some rearranging at work which seems to be working really well and was the discipline I needed back in my life.
Leo absolutely loves nursery and is coping much better with the long days, so I get a happy little bundle at night rather than a my little limpet. I have to add I don’t mind that, if that is what he needs, but it doesn’t stop it being exhausting after a day in the office!
Today is the first day in a month that Sarah and I have woken up in our own bed. As much as it’s not been that much of a hardship living elsewhere in the house, even with Baby B due…well, today…it’s such a nice feeling waking up in our own little space again.
Sammy, wonder dog and prince of mischief, is back with us, and he spent most of last night giving us cuddles. Really have missed having him around in the evenings.
So now all we need is our other bundle of mischief. As an aside, I really can’t type mischief correctly first time. Baby B is showing some possible signs of turning up, and also possibly some signs of not turning up. Apparently that’s not something we’re very good at predicting just yet. Stupid science, why haven’t you solved everything yet?
Had a great weekend anyway, actually did some manual labour which always makes me feel awesome and useful. In reality, it frustrates me because it’s not something I’m exactly experienced with, but I’m working on getting over that and just getting on with stuff to see how it turns out.