Working Mom Woes

I’m sure it’s no surprise. I would love to be a stay at home mom, but I can’t. I’m not gonna lie….I’m super jealous of all my bloggy and twitter friends who get to stay at home with their babes. I hope that in the next few years we will be in a position for me to work from home or even better, not have to work.

We could have waited a few years before having a baby but ya know we didn’t wanna. Luckily the hubs knew how important it was to me to spend as much time with Turner Mc as I could and we decided I would return to work part time. With the new job my schedule is super random and a little excessive at times but I’m very thankful for the extra time I have with TM.

Even though I’m only working part time I miss TM like crazy when I’m away. I’m constantly wondering what she’s doing – if she misses me, is she eating enough, is she fussy, what about her poop – seriously, is she spending time on her tummy – you know typical mom worries. I know she is in great hands either with her daddy or with our super awesome baby sitter who treats her like a princess but obviously I think I’m the most awesome baby taker carer or whatever.

Am I the only psychotic mom out there?? You know the one who freaks about everything…the soft spot. Choking. Smothering. I worry about her while she’s napping. Will they check on her often? Make sure she’s still breathing. Not let her cry because I hate crying. Just typical neurotic crazy mom.

The hardest part of being a working mom is the fear that I will miss something. A first word, the first time she crawls, the first time she walks. I had a serious talk with TM about not doing anything unless mommy is there to witness it. And if she does something with her daddy that I’ve never seen before, he totally gets her to do it when I get home and pretends it’s the first time she’s ever done it. :) 

I love that I have friends – in real life and in the twitter world – who are also working moms. It makes it easier to deal with when you have someone who understands what it’s like. I feel guilty at times because I don’t know how TM feels when I leave her with someone else. Does she even care? Is she old enough to understand that I’m not there anymore? I dread the day that she cries when I leave her but I secretly long for it too. Sad but true. I want her to be happy when I leave her but not happier than when she’s with me. I know I’m crazy – it’s okay to let me know. I just feel like we have one chance to do this right and I’m so controlling that I have this need to be in control at all times.

I’m sure if I was a SAHM I would complain about needing a break – that’s just how it goes. But I do know that I wouldn’t trade the time I have with TM for anything in the world. Being a working mom is hard and it’s not even about trying to function after a sleepless night. It’s about trying to function when you’d rather be snuggling your baby.

Things I Miss About Pregnancy

I cannot believe I just typed that! And I know y’all are shocked. There are a few things that I do miss about being preggers!

*My last preggo pic and you can see how awesome my housekeeping skills are you know based on the cleanliness of the mirror……

If you are currently pregnant or are thinking of becoming pregnant these are the things you should totally take advantage of:

• pie – I ate an entire pie a day. And now that I’m not pregnant I can no longer consume an entire pie daily….without people thinking I’m crazy. At least when you’re pregnant no one will say anything to you!
• bitching – when you’re pregnant you can get away with being totally rude. Just blame it on the hormones. People are more forgiving when you are pregnant. Not so much once the baby arrives.
• sleep – there’s no sleeping once you birth the kid. For the love of all things holy - sleep people! Seriously, quit your job and stay in bed the entire 9+ months. Leave only to get more pie and to pee! 
• making the hubs do things for you – I could get my husband to do lots more for me while I was pregnant – not much but more than now. :) You are totally helpless while pregnant (at least I was) and I still don’t know how y’all care for a child while pregnant…..
• presents – yes I’m a horrible person and I miss getting presents. I could use a baby shower right about now….diapers are expensive!
• sanity – you think pregnancy brain is bad. Just wait till you meet 3-hours-of-sleep-brain.

I honestly have a hard time remembering what it feels like to be pregnant. I miss feeling the first flutters and those lovely kicks in the ribs. And the dancing on the bladder. However, I do not miss peeing on myself even though I must admit that doesn’t completely go away post pregnancy….just a warning.

TM 5 Months!

Turner McCartney turned 5 months on August 10th…..

Yes I realize I’m a failure as a mother and definitely a failure as a blogger! 

Let’s go over the deets! Other than the fact that she’s basically the cutest baby ever.

We both think 5 months is awesome!

Weight: 14 pounds

Height: 25.5 inches – homegirl is tall!

Clothing Size: Still sporting some 3 month clothes. 3-6 month fits great. And we’re wearing 6 month pjs for the length.

Diapers: Still in size 2 diapers

Feeding: Let’s see….she basically eats whenever she wants. She’s eating 16oz at the sitter’s house and nursing when we are together. She’s eating rice cereal now and doing awesome! She loves to eat and I promise she won’t miss a meal.

Hair/Eyes: Eyes are still blue. I think it’s so crazy how her hair looks red at times. Mostly its strawberry blonde with a couple “thin” spots.

Sleep: I will go ahead and jinx myself and say bedtime is getting easier. She usually sleeps through the night and only wakes up when I have no one here to bitch at.

Naps are a whole ‘nother story. I hate nap time. Hate it. Who has a baby who can’t stand naps?? Oh that’s right. Me. If anyone can figure out how to overcome this anti-nap phase I promise I’ll share my wine and xanax. (okay so I’m not on xanax – yet) 

Favorites: The dogs. Especially Dayne! She also loves her some bath time and playing in her exersaucer. Mickey Mouse Clubhouse in the mornings. She laughs and smiles anytime she hears the theme song. Or the hotdog dance music!

Fun stuff: I’m aware that I previously mentioned that my child is a genius but we must discuss the fact that she refuses to roll from stomach to back. She rolls back to stomach all the time. What’s the deal?

TM is sitting up on her own and she’s moved up to the ducky bath tub. She’s getting so big and I’m amazed at everything she does on her own. She reaches out and grabs whatever she wants. She holds her own bottle and puts her paci in her mouth. Let’s face it….she isn’t going to need me much longer!