My day is chopped up into a million segments.
Type two words, go make a bottle.
Yype four words, go make a peanut butter sandwich.
Research on computer for two minutes, go take 3 year-old to the bathroom.
Curse myself for not bookmarking the website I had previously found with the aforementioned important research.
Go get 3 year-old off the toilet; remove my curious one year-old from the shower stall where he is happily playing.
Turn on Blues Clues. Run back to computer, sit down. Breathe. Place one finger on key board, poised to strike a key.
Stop. Go back downstairs to console crying one year-old who has just had his favorite blanky confiscated by grinning 3 year-old.
Turn off Blue. Hold one year-old on lap while typing and singing the Alphabet song with 3 year-old who is
coloring in coloring book by my feet. Actually accomplish some work this way.
And so it goes. The clock is always ticking, and I know my minutes alone at my computer are invaluable. I feel like a marathon runner most days--sweaty and out of breath, but also pushing myself much harder and
farther than I used to think I was capable of.
Working from home is alot like playing beat the clock, but I love it!
6 comments so far...
Flag as inappropriate Posted by Genesis on 12th April 2008
Flag as inappropriate Posted by Irene on 14th November 2007
Flag as inappropriate Posted by Shannon Hutton, M.Ed., M.P.A. on 14th November 2007
Flag as inappropriate Posted by WAH(web)Mommy on 12th November 2007
I think we just have such a hard time being away from our babies...we just make it work somehow. But, believe me, many times I sit and daydream about working outside of the home as well. But, then I remember this time goes by sooo fast..I am lucky to spend as much time as I do with my babies!!
Flag as inappropriate Posted by Irene on 9th November 2007
Flag as inappropriate Posted by Nataly on 9th November 2007