Friday, November 8, 2013


I don't quite have this working/mom thing down quite yet.  I missed all the fun stuff like adequate pumping and late night feeding intermixed with early morning meetings.  I am lucky that way.  But there is still a balance that I am missing.  My job allows me to be with the kids without in between time.  No need to find child care or sitters.  I am too blessed to complain.  I still will.
I want to write and tell you all about my new job, but there is a need for privacy with the kids I work with. What I say and how I say it has to be carefully worded.  I don't know how to say it in the right way.
Most of my day consists of encouraging handshakes instead of hugs.  Figuring out a way to adapt seventh grade science classes to suit a social obligation and an academic need.  Pin-pointing the causes, direct and otherwise, of severe aggression.
My day is beyond active and it stretches me to my limits.  I have to be flexible and ready to change on a dime.  Then come home and plan a dinner and help with homework.  Mom's do it everyday.  I still haven't gotten it quite right yet.
Somehow, someway it will all come together.  I will figure out a way to come home and leave it all at the door.  I will come back to the writing I so love and desperately need.  It is all an act of balance.


Yesterday was long but I made sure I did one me thing.  I'm trying it more.  Making it so I do one thing I want to do, not have to do or...