Reflection

Weekends should be changed to 3 days...

Alas, the last 3-day weekend until November has past. That extra day off really makes a difference so you don't feel, come Sunday night, that you're trying to catch your breath from all the things you have to squeeze in the two days off from work. I feel like the energizer bunny, going non-stop trying to do all the things I need to do--ironically, minus all that energy. Sometimes the monotony of my days can get to me making me wish for the weekend even more (or just any day off from work), but, not letting it overwhelm me, I just gotta keep on moving. Two days really aren't enough! Trying to fit all the things you need to/obligated to do and squeeze in the things you want to do can make you feel overstretched at times. Trying to do it all comes to the conclusion that you can't do it all---well at least not in the time allotted within the 48 hours in a weekend. It'll all come down to balance, proper time management/prioritizing, flexibility, delegating when possible, oh yeah, and exhaling...
A typical work day consists of an early wake up call at 6:00 am, though trying to snooze until 6:30, then it's get up time to take care of the boy simultaneously getting ready for work, having to pump, then prepare the boy's bottles for the day, and off to Palo Alto. Come 6:00 pm, head home and get there around 6:35 or so depending on traffic. I get to play with Zayden for a little, then it's time to start the nighttime routine of getting him to bed. Hoping that he falls asleep without any fuss by 8:00 so I still have time to eat dinner, pump, shower, etc, then get to bed at a decent hour, in anticipation of those middle of the night wakings. I'm really hoping that in maintaining the consistency of his nighttime routine, he'll soon develop better sleeping patterns and not wake so frequently (and MAC won't need to capitalize on my concealer needs to cover up my tired eyes!). I know that he's at least able to distinguish that it is night time, hence bed time, but still can't quite sleep all the way through until morning. But, with everything else, in time he'll get better, everything will get better. This is where that thing called patience, comes into play.
I love my weekends even more so, as I've emphasized many times in this blog. It's my time to be with Zayden since it's our time is so minimal during the week; and it's my time to take care of errands/chores; it's my time to see family and friends; it's my time to chill with Dave; and my time to take care of me as well. Yes, I am definitely a fan of a three day weekend!

(I meant to write about this past weekend, as crazy eventful as it was, but my current mood called for a more intimate blog on my thoughts. I will be sure to update it soon with pictures and all, cuz it really was a busy, yet fun weekend---again, three days off makes a damn difference!)