Back To Work

Next Monday I go back to work. Emma will be 19 weeks old (and 5 days)

I’m exhausted thinking about it.

My working day is between 6am and 1pm. Which means I have to be up at 3:30am to get ready for work, leave at 4:30am to get the 5am train. Then 7 hours of work, to get home by 2:30pm so The Husband can go to work.

Then spend 2:30 until 8pm being Mama and sorting Emma, getting her ready for bed, sorting my dinner and lunch for the next day. Hoping she goes to sleep without any problems, and then trying to sleep myself so that I get enough sleep before getting up again at 3.30am.

Thankfully my employer has agreed a trial basis of this shift on a Monday to Friday basis. Which means I get my weekends free.

Weekends to hopefully do the weekly shop, catch up on laundry, be a mama and the odd day out not to mention to relax and recharge my batteries.

Of course this will mean it becoming a lot trickier to fit in social engagements and what not. Especially as The Husband is likely to be working more weekends than not. Ill also be more likely to want to chill at home and spend time with my daughter than do anything else too.

So, if you want to see Emma, you may need to book in advance to avoid disappointment. It’s like my daughters a restaurant! Never thought i’d say that.

Parenting, it’s hard!