My poor blog.  I’m going to have to hire a maid service to clear off all these cobwebs.  I don’t have time to clear the cobwebs off my house, let alone my blog!

I believe I’ve written before about how, even though ostensibly I’m a stay at home mom with oodles of spare time, I still seem to keep stumbling into black holes that eat up my day before I’ve even finished my morning coffee.

He's a little disgusted by how quickly I ate that English muffin.

For example, let’s look at Friday.  I had a dentist appointment on Friday, at 9:30 in the morning.  I woke up later than I should have, and spent 45 minutes frantically getting dressed, placating the baby, scarfing an English muffin, feeding the baby, and then scooting out the door as quickly as my denim-clad legs could carry me.  I dropped Aidan off with Wes’ mom, did the whole dentist thing, went back to get Aidan, came home, put him down for a nap, and ate lunch.  By then it was 1 in the afternoon, and the only thing I’d accomplished was going to the dentist.

Sad panda!

As ridiculous as my days seem to me now, I do manage to squeeze in some worthwhile stuff (you know, besides keeping my baby alive and nurturing him toward greatness and all that).  I went into work during Aidan’s nap time last week and it felt great.  For one, I have a really sweet computer set-up there (dual monitors!!!) and for another, I have some fabulous coworkers.

I spent two hours building new pages for the website and problem solving and when I went home I felt energized and refreshed.  If nothing else, it confirmed for me that even though there are definitely days when I would much rather take a nap than get some work done, working (even my paltry five hours a week) is essential to helping me feel fulfilled as a mother.

Aidan, working on being more stimulating.

I mean, for sure my baby occupies a staggering amount of my brain power.  I’m trying to figure out a nap schedule for him right now and it’s eating my brain, and don’t even get me started in trying to figure out an organizational system to keep up with how fast he outgrows clothes.

But, having work problems to solve stimulates other parts of my brain, and that’s making me very happy indeed.