It’s been way too long since I’ve blogged. And though I regret not posting regularly, I don’t regret taking the time out for a timeout. It actually started when my colleague went on maternity leave and I began covering her shifts. That meant I was working 6-7 days a week, some of those days being 12 hour shifts. With a 35-minute commute each way, to say I was exhausted when I got home was an understatement. Blogging, social media, or even getting on the phone, or returning emails was the last thing on my mind. I mean, I stopped logging on to Facebook for weeks, which for me is a big effing deal.
After doing this for the better part of 3 months, I was burnt out. And my toddler son, Kwame was mad at me. He was always calling for Daddy, didn’t run to greet me when I got home or picked him up from school, and didn’t really smile and laugh with me anymore. Heartbreak on top of fatigue.
One of my best friends is having a baby soon and she made me promise months before that I’d attend her shower. In fact, she scheduled it for the second weekend in June instead of the first because I told he I was covering for said colleague and would surely not be able to make it. I took that commitment to make it to Florida for the event and turned it into a vacation and a mental, emotional, and physical reset.
I got to see family and friends, and since the hubster stayed in Cali it was a great opportunity for Kwame and I to reconnect. Grandpa and Nana got to see their grandson. Kwame got to interact with his great and great-great grandfathers once again. I got to get some real face time in with a couple of my sisterfriends. I slept in. I went to Disneyworld. Spent high quality time with my sibs. It was just what I needed to regroup.
When I got back, in addition to not having my co-workers hours (she gave birth to a beautiful, healthy baby boy, by the way), I gave up two of my three weekday shifts which were afternoon/evening hours. I kept the one with morning/afternoon hours. I remember that my son will only be a child once and the time flies. I had to make a way to spend more time with him, even if that meant sacrificing income.
Vacation also helped me refocus on the bigger picture: moving to the next stage in my life. This will happen once my husband finishes his exams and becomes a licensed architect. That will happen when he has consistent, quality time to study. Reason #2 to cut back my hours.
Now I have time for life’s awesomeness like spending more time with Kwame, working towards other personal and professional goals/credentials (more on that later), keeping in touch with family and friends, and blogging!
I’m BAAAACK!!!! xoxo