This week I’ve been a work-at-home mom…and I’ve HATED it! Like I’ve said before, I really have an ideal situation where I get a bit of both worlds. I work sometimes and I stay home sometimes and nary the two shall meet (for the most part, I definitely work on my at-home days, but not like this). Until this week. My mother-in-law had to be home while her upstairs is being painted. Normally this wouldn’t be a big deal. I like having the odd bunch of time to myself with my little pickle.
But, I committed to a pretty heavy duty project that is in the thick of things right now. It doesn’t go away just because I have no childcare this week. It just keeps going and going. Trying to get actual work done with a two-year-old in a one bedroom apartment is an act of futility.
I’ve mostly been working every second he’s otherwise occupied (and right now I’m taking a break to write this before I lose my mind). I work while he plays on the playground or colors or watches a show. I work while he naps and after he goes to sleep. I work while he concentrates on eating a popsicle. I work as he pulls on my hand saying “Mommy, get down. Get down off your chair. Get down now and COME WITH ME!!!”
I know some people love this kind of life – the kind where you don’t get one second to yourself and work constantly – but I am not one of them. I like some downtime. And when a good majority of your work is tending to a small child you really and truly need it. Kids are EXHAUSTING! At least my kid is.
In this liberated, feminated world we live in with choices of all kinds I have definitely found my least favorite option – working from home with no childcare and a toddler! It sucks!