Workin Mama

I refuse to let the blog suffer! As I said in my last post, I’ve been working WAY too much lately. I only have a certain amount of childcare each week and a certain amount of baby nap time. When work starts to spill over into evenings, I start to get crabby. I need some time in the day to relax. But when work starts invading the time I’m with the kids, there’s a problem. I’m ok with telling Brady to take his brother and go play in their room sometimes, although that usually results in some toy argument or another. But when I have to put on the television to get work done, I am not a happy mama.

At the moment, I feel like my apartment is a disaster, cooking is nearly impossible, everything is a rush, I’m exhausted, my kids are feeling neglected, and it just is not the overall situation that I would like to be in.

For the most part, I’m grateful to have some time devoted to work and some time devoted to staying with the kids. As a freelancer, it’s never that cut and dry, but I try my best to balance it. I’m hoping this project will be finished up soon so that I can get back to what I’m usually working on and feel more present in both my work life and my home life. The way things are now, I just feel stressed out and unhappy.

Luckily, I have a cute little helper for those times when I just have to fit it all in.


I like the inbetween

I’ve been attempting to do freelance work since I officially resigned from my former position over a year ago. It’s been ok, but until recently I never took on a whole project, only bits and pieces where I could get them.

In September I got an email from someone I used to work for asking me to pick up a project for him. It was really perfect for me since I had worked on the previous edition of the book and get along really well with the whole book team. So I agreed. After some delays the work finally started up in mid-January and it’s been going really well.

I quickly realized that I would never be able to do it all from home. Even with my mother-in-law there it’s hard to get much done since Brady doesn’t realize I’m working and can’t play with him. Plus I don’t have a good printer, no copier, no fax machine, etc. So I’ve been going into the office one day a week…and I LOVE it!

I get to get out of the apartment, ride on the subway, see my friends, get work done – real work done, and basically become a part of non-baby civilization for one day. I only go in from about 11-3:30 and yet it’s more than enough time. It reminds that I would’t want to be working fulltime again and yet fulfills all those things I was missing. All this and I only have to be away from my little man for 4.5 hours. It’s honestly ideal.

And to sweeten the deal, I’m making us some extra money. I’m working about 6 hours a week which seems like nothing, but it does make a difference. It amazes me that such a small change – just 6 hours a week is making such a huge difference in my life. This project runs through May and I’ve already got some more work lined up. Maybe I’ll go crazy and pick up another in-office day, who knows?

I missed you Mommy! (He's hugging my leg, in case you can't tell)

I missed you Mommy! (He's hugging my leg, in case you can't tell)

One of the benefits that I really didn’t expect was missing Brady. I know that sounds odd, but when you spend basically 24-7 with a person – even  if you grew that person in your  own body – you start to get tired of them. My few hours away from Brady make me appreciate those that I have with him even more and I just adore seeing his smiling face running toward me when I come in the door!