Procrastinating- Part 2

Just re-read my first post. What did I say? I bunch of stuff but nothing at the same time. So, why write my report? I'll just procrastinate a little more.

If I didn't say it before, I'll say it now. I am ABSOLUTELY in love with the I-man. I never in my life imagined the kind of love that I have for him. He is amazing. Now, let me say that when I used to hear people referring to their children as incredible or amazing or when I heard someone say that they admired their child, I just didn't get it. Now that I am a mom, I totally understand. I think my son is so incredible. Watching him learn and grow and become a little person these past 8 months has been the highlight of my life. And, let me say, I don't consider my past life very boring. I am 34 and I made damn sure that I had lots of interesting experiences before settling down with a man and popping out some babies. But now that I have him, I live my life with a different lens. Being a mama has not been all fun and games, the first few months were a challenge. However,it was all worth it. Wow! My little 8 month old is a whirlwind of fun, laughter, discovery, observation, new skills, and and new challenges. I love every minute of it.

Sunday nights are typically hard for teachers. I have been teaching for 11 years and there hasn't been a Sunday (during the school year) that has gone by when I didn't get that pit in my stomach. It starts some time around 3, when the realization that I have to work the next day sets in. I know that most people have to work on Mondays, but for teachers, Sunday afternoons and evenings are no longer yours. You have work to do. I found that now that I am a mom, the pit is worse because I have tons of work to do both for home and school. I also have a rambunctious little guy that I want to spend time with, not to mention my husband too. Most of the time, family wins out on Sunday nights which means a BAD Monday morning. And now, Mondays are quite a challenge. I find that I don't have good control of my emotions on Monday because I have spent two whole days with my baby and now I have to be apart from him again. On Mondays I am cranking, irrational, bitchy, and weepy. I cry on the way to daycare and then again for the 2 miles from daycare to work. I am distracted at work. I have less patience with my students. I am generally a mess. Tuesdays are a bit easier. By Wednesday I am in the swing of things again. I'm not happy, but I have resigned myself to the fact that I have to work. I push on through Thursday and Friday and am pleased as pie when I leave work on Friday afternoon. I live for the weekend. Weekends. . . Groceries, laundry, family events, cleaning, cooking, blah, blah, blah, blah. In between all of that stuff, I spend time taking care of and playing with the I-man. Sunday afternoon rolls around waaaay too fast and the cycle begins again. That's where I am now. Hence, this blog.

So, please feel free to comment. I'm sure that there are lots of moms out there who feel the same way that I do. Or, maybe you have a different perspective to share.

Now, on to that report. Or, is that the I-man that I hear? I have a feeling the report will be written in a hurry tomorrow morning when I get to work and should be doing five million other things. This is my life. The life of a working mama.