I am ashamed to say that I haven’t written a blog post in three months. There are so many things going on in our life at the moment. The time has come for me to be a working mother as we are looking to buy a house in the next couple of months. Exciting changes for Made in the Moon. Eeeek!
Having a full-time job is what is taking up most of my time. I like having a job and being able to make my own money. But it is not all sunshine and rainbows. Here is my confession of a working mother.
Stay At Home Mother No More
I have been a Stay At Home Mother for almost 8 months. For 35 weeks of my life I have had my baby boy by my side 24/7. Waking together, sharing lunch and snuggling in the afternoon. Daddy was in charge of bath time and then I would boob him to sleep. But like most good things, this time of my life has come to an end.
Three months ago I started working full time at a café-bar. At first I felt anxious about leaving my Little Chicken home while I worked all day. How would he cope with me being away? What would I feel when I missed some his first-times?
Spending time out of the house and being able to speak to adults is very satisfying. I realise now how much I missed working in hospitality. I really enjoy the face-to-face interaction with customers. Being able to work gives me personal satisfaction and helps me keep sane!
Making my own money is very important for me. I look forward to being able to afford a family holiday. When the days feel long and boring, I remind myself that I am a working mother because this is what is best for my family.
Every time I hear a baby cry at work my heart skips a beat. In that precise moment I feel a crazy urge to see my Little Chicken. It is hard to spend so many hours away from him.
They day he cut his first tooth I had to work until 5pm. My husband sent me a text to tell me about the wee chomper and I was desperate to get home. The bus ride home felt like the longest journey of my life. And I know this is probably going to happen again with his first word or his first steps.
Working full time has affected our breastfeeding journey. As the weeks go by, I feel less full. Most of LC’s feeds are formula now and we only breastfeed during the night.
I read online the following saying: “We expect women to work like they don’t have children and raise children as if they don’t work” And I am afraid this is the ugly truth.
A while back I wrote about work and pregnancy. Having to choose between being pregnant and having a job. There seems to be certain level of difficulty when trying to be a mother and work.
I work 40 hours a week over 5 days, and when I have evening shifts they end at 1:30 am. LC wakes up anytime between 6:30 and 7:15 am regardless of what time I go to bed. While I am home, I do the house chores and I cook all our meals from scratch. When LC goes to sleep, and I have a little bit a free time, I post on Instagram and Facebook, take care of our Etsy shop and write posts for this lovely blog.
Being a mother is hard. Being a super mother is even harder. But the truth is that I would not change it for the world!
Grow (Short Sleeve)
Grows (Short Sleeve)
Grows (Short Sleeve)