Adulting on the weekend

I usually shake my head when people talk about how hard “adulting” is. That ship sailed for me a long time ago. When did I spend my time doing what I wanted without layers upon layers of responsibility, not to mention actual people who depend on me for basic necessities? First of all, this meme is awesome. And it turns out that there are some things about being an adult (and mom) that still puzzle me.

Lessons learned in maternity leave and finally loving my job again

Sun-drenched workstation, anyone?

I have two sons aged 5 and 2. I read something recently about short or long term income losses to moms surrounding the birth of their children and that was certainly the case with me. Everyone has to make many choices regarding babies and careers (timing, how long to stay home, child care, etc.) and the internet can’t tell you what’s the best path for  you – though I tried hard to find the definitive answer for me when I was pregnant with Hugo. My career arc made some serious loop de loops in the past 5 years, but I am happy to report that I am finally in a good place again.

Mommy and Jack’s special day

The caption writes itself

Jack started school in September as my work schedule became busy enough to justify regular childcare, but he doesn’t go on Tuesdays. I think these special days when it’s just the two of us have almost come to an end.