Wow, what a year this has been. When the clock ticker hit 00:01 on 1st January, I thought the year we had ahead would be full of interesting trips, fun family times, getting into my stride at work, school summer fetes and sports day. But the world had different plans and after a quiet winter start to the year, this newly mentioned virus – covid-19 – brought the world to it’s knees as we entered spring. It was something none …
Tag: Working Mum
It’s been six week since I went back to work and four of those have been doing my full three days in the office with the girls to look after at home on the other two. It’s gone far more smoothly than I had anticipated (to date…) but it has been quite a reality check, reminding me that keeping-up a job alongside small children is like tightrope walking whilst juggling plates: one unanticipated gust and I go crashing down, smashing …
So it is finally done, the last day of my maternity leave with Little Z. Technically it was a week-or-so ago, but in practical terms it was yesterday as from next week Little Z is at nursery with her big sis. I’m quite shocked that we’re already here – the time seems to have flown. I didn’t treat the day as special in any way; we did normal things to our normal schedule, albeit for the last time. From now …
“It’ll be fine.”, “It’ll all be fine.”, “It’s going to be fine.”. These words are on repeat in my head right now. They are on repeat because the time has finally arrived – the end of my maternity leave. Next week Little Z starts her nursery settles. Then the following week she starts nursery full-time 3 days a week with her sister. Meanwhile, I go (*deep breath*) back to work. …
So unless you are Brazilian, Portuguese or reading the same book as me (which I’m loving, but I’ll come back to that) then you are probably thinking “What the heck is ‘saudade'”? Ask me two weeks ago and I wouldn’t have known either. But a couple of weeks ago I bought myself a copy of ‘The Atlas of Happiness’ by Helen Russell. She wrote a book called ‘The Year of Living Danishly’ a few years ago which I really enjoyed …
It’s been over 10 months now since I went back to work after my maternity leave ended. 10 months! Longer than I was pregnant with Little H. Only 3 months short of how long I was off work. By the time Christmas Day arrives, it will have been over two years since I bid everyone farewell and hobbled off to prepare myself for becoming a mum. In January my baby will turn 2! I’ll be honest, I’m in a state …
I’ve done the nerve-wracking, stomach-churning reasons why I am not looking forward to going back. Now it’s time to call out the good things, the things that will encourage me to skip out the front door in the morning. Because let’s face it, full time child care involves dealing with one of the less flexible demographics in society (Try asking an 11 month old to wait 2 minutes for the bowl of fruit they’ve just seen you get out the …
As mentioned in a previous post, I am going back to work mid-January, after what will have been 13 months off work. Having never taken more than 2 weeks off in a row before that point (and I’ve only done that twice at that!) during the entirety of my 10 year career, it was and still is a long time to be away in my mind. I was very good at my job and hopefully will find I remain so. But …
