We can all use a break from my moaning and groaning about the nanny situation, don’t you think?
I took Gatito to a trial kiddy gym class today. It took me a while to figure out why it was not a good fit. At first I thought it was that he doesn’t really want to be forced guided to do specific physical activities– he’s too independent for that. Later I realized that the real problem is that the class is designed for the typical one-year-old with a short attention span– divided into 3-4 minute segments. But Gatito is much more analytical than a typical one-year-old. He needs to take a few minutes to examine the situation, and then once he finds a toy/activity he likes, he can play with it for half an hour. So in this class, by the time he got interested and engaged in the activity of the moment, they were taking away the toys and making him cry. I think, even though it’s way overpriced, he’s going to like the music class better.
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I’m feeling kind of depressed this week. I think the nanny situation and the dreary weather don’t help. I feel a lot of stress about work, or really about trying to maintain my time with Gatito. This week there were two days where I only saw him for 5 minutes in the morning and 20 in the evening. And while I try to take Fridays for Gatito, I got roped into two phone meetings today– one in the morning and one in the afternoon. I can talk all I want about working a flex-time schedule and working every night after Gatito is in bed, so I don’t have to work Fridays, but there are plenty of people who work every night, plus Fridays, and on the weekends besides. So part of the stress is that I try not to publicize my flex-time schedule, which is precariously close to trying to hide it. Sigh. I like my job okay, I just wish I could do a little bit less of it. You know?
Hey, a blog is nothing if it isn’t a way to express whatever you are feeling. You have a lot going on in your life. It’s nice to share it with others (even though we don’t actually *know* you, for real) who can empathize. I know it helps me a great deal when I post a rant and someone (anyone) posts an understanding comment. So there. With that I say: I understand that sometimes things in life seem dark and gloomy. Seeing your child for less time than you’d like is a valid explaination.
Hang in there and enjoy today with Gatito. Also remember you’re doing the best you can.
Hey, a blog is nothing if it isn’t a way to express whatever you are feeling. You have a lot going on in your life. It’s nice to share it with others (even though we don’t actually *know* you, for real) who can empathize. I know it helps me a great deal when I post a rant and someone (anyone) posts an understanding comment. So there. With that I say: I understand that sometimes things in life seem dark and gloomy. Seeing your child for less time than you’d like is a valid explaination.
Hang in there and enjoy today with Gatito. Also remember you’re doing the best you can.
I know what you mean about wanting to work fewer hours and spend more time with your son. I feel the same way, but my job doesn’t allow flex time or part time or alternate work hours. The only good thing about my job is that I get a lot of vacation days and holidays, and I am allowed to work at home up to 28 hours per month if I can document a need to do so (work need – not personal need).
I know what you mean about wanting to work fewer hours and spend more time with your son. I feel the same way, but my job doesn’t allow flex time or part time or alternate work hours. The only good thing about my job is that I get a lot of vacation days and holidays, and I am allowed to work at home up to 28 hours per month if I can document a need to do so (work need – not personal need).