I left the milk on top of the fridge...again.

So, it’s been about 2 months since I have turned in my SAHM badge and returned to the corporate world. …it feels like it’s been a year.


The return has been a huge adjustment for the whole family. Trying to find time for everything that needs to get done during the week, or even the day is a challenge. I’m thinking about outsourcing the feeding of the dog.

I’ve been leaving the milk on top of the refrigerator. A lot. I don’t know why. When I need to reach the item behind it, for some reason I think it’s faster to put it on top of the refrigerator instead of taking the extra second to pivot to the counter.

Maybe it’s just that my “mommy brain” can only handle so much input. That one’s a mystery. But pretty funny to hear the hubs tell me that I left the milk on top of the fridge again. Which only means I now have to carve out the time to go get more. Great. Another thing to do.

It does become a bit overwhelming at times. Good thing I have that little stock pile of “mommies little helper” in the cabinet. Not to mention the hit our wine stock has taken.

But going back to work while the kiddo is going through the “twos” may be the crux of the struggle for adjustment. Which makes me think that I definitely made the right decision.

Even though its soo tough to let go of the little man every morning while he cries “No mommy, no” almost every day when I take him to school, it just might be better to get him into the routine now, than to wait any longer.

I say this only because I see that little personality bubbling to the surface. Or I should say, attitude. He unquestionably knows what he does and does not want to do. He has become so independent. He wants to dress himself which means it doesn't really matter that the red Lighting McQueen socks match his yellow shirt or not. That’s what he wants to wear. He wants to cook his own food. He wants to put his seatbelt on himself in the carseat.

I think he thinks he can rent his own apartment right now.

If only we could get that “potty” thing down.

At least now, in the “twos” I am hoping there is still time to mold this little person and get him used to being at school and interacting with others before he gets completely set in his ways.

I have to say I am struggling with the fact that I may be missing out on some key events in his life. I missed his first Christmas program at his school because I couldn’t get off work in time. Yeah, I know there will be other Christmas programs, but this was the FIRST Christmas program. And there will be other things I will miss that I have to come to grips with.

And therein lays the balance thing.

So as I struggle on with my new role, I keep it in the back of my mind that this is good for everyone. Financially, socially and mentally.



More to come.