When I was in school, I was never sad that summer was over. I enjoyed every second of my time off, so I never felt any regret when that first day of class rolled around. On the contrary, I was excited for the semester and I looked forward to the classroom experience. Yes, I wear my nerd badge proudly and I hope to pass the same love of learning to my daughter.
It's been a while since I've been in school and it's easy to lose that connection when you're no longer in that environment. Now, I couldn't tell you when classes start or even where the closest elementary school is because that's not yet a part of my reality. Additionally, working outside the home is no longer on my radar. When I was still pregnant, we decided that I would stay home with our daughter and every day I'm grateful that I have that privilege. I'm there for every smile, coo, scream and laugh and I cherish them all.
However, I've had a job since I was 16, often two or more. Most women go back to work after 12 weeks of maternity leave and it was strange waking up on that 13th week to realize that it would be a long time before I had to be at an office by 9 am. I rolled over and kissed my baby with a little smile on my face thinking about how lucky I was (we were co-sleeping then and sometimes we still do.)
Until I realized that my new office never closed. My new boss, while absolutely adorable, was kind of demanding and thought nothing of requiring my services at three in the morning – every morning! It was quite the adjustment and in the beginning it was a good day if I remembered to brush my teeth. Now, as the Chief Operations Officer I have found a rhythm – with the approval of my boss, of course. We have our morning and nighttime routines well-established and just yesterday I was able to plan several meals and complete grocery shopping without incident. I even cooked a full dinner, with all the food groups and everything! This is a major feat coming from the one who used to consider macaroni and cheese a complete meal.
Even though fall will not bring the start of a new semester, nor do I have to adjust to going back to my office from maternity leave, it is still a sign of change. As I get more comfortable in my new job, I feel less overwhelmed and more excited about what's to come. The way I see it, if I can manage to get the grocery shopping done AND make dinner without have a nervous breakdown, I'm going to be just fine.