Hey everyone, hope this finds you well. I’ve finished my second week of returning to work. I handled it better than I thought I would. In the weeks leading up, I was so heartbroken thinking about leaving Dylan for the whole day three days a week. He’s slowly adjusting to the routine and I’m slowly trying to remember that I won’t be able to know every detail of his day while he’s at daycare. So hard!! I do enjoy having adult conversation while I’m at work and being able to stay seated for longer than five minutes but I so miss my time with Dylan. I love our daily activities and playing with him all day. I am so fortunate that I get Thursday and Friday with him and then weekends as a family with Daddy. I’d like to say that I appreciate my time with him more now, but I appreciated every second with him on maternity leave just as much. I really have never taken anything for granted because of everything we went through when I was pregnant. There was a time when we weren’t sure if his brain was developing properly, but so far he has been developing perfectly and more than we could have ever expected and I am so grateful. He is perfect! But I guess every mother says that about their children. Really, I feel so lucky to be his mommy.
In the midst of all of this, I’m still finding time to write my story, Unforeseen, though I’m finding it difficult too. I know where the story is headed but it is so difficult to jump in and out of the story every week. I should be writing every day to stay in the story with the characters but sadly it just isn’t possible. At best I can find two days a week to write for a few hours, three days on a really good week. The worst part is when I do get the time my mind wonders and tries to convince me to be doing other things. Procrastination! Yep my worst enemy. I’m always trying to fight it off and it’s always fighting just as hard back.
At the end of the day, I’m just proud of myself that I’m still writing. I’m still doing my best and my heart is still in the story. I’m happy with the way things are coming along even if it’s painfully slow. All good things are worth waiting for and nothing good comes easy. Life is a struggle, a beautiful struggle. I wouldn’t have it any other way.