Working from home can be a blessing and a curse, all at the same time. Some days, some hours, working from home is fantastic and some days, some hours I am really wishing I could go away to an office and get my work done.
Working from home means I have the flexibility to go to the store in the middle of the day and avoid the afternoon crazies. It also means I need to have the discipline to actually get.my.work.done and not get sidetracked by laundry, lunch with friends, taking naps, watering the flowers or looking out the window at the neighbors.
Working from home, especially with Nico not being at day care full time, means that I am often times up working before 7am and - almost regularly, especially this time of the year - up working until 10pm after the boys go to bed. It means that I have to schedule calls around his "schedule" (I use that term loosely) and on the day of the call hope and pray that he cooperates with his "schedule" so that I can call the customer without a screaming child in the background.
I know I am very lucky to be able to do my job from the house. Thankfully I have the discipline (some days more than others) to stay connected to the office and to meet my deadlines.
Working from home has allowed me to find the right family/work balance. Even if that means I sit at the computer on a Saturday morning or Sunday afternoon. Today, I was able to go to Benji's school for his Thanksgiving lunch!
Working from home also makes things interesting when your office doubles as a play room and guest room. This afternoon I opened my drawer looking for a paperclip. All my paperclip holders were empty. There was not a single one to be found. And I needed one. Badly.
Then I remembered that Benji had found them and had been playing with them (while I was trying to get work done, in which case, if the paperclips are entertaining him and I can knock emails out, then I'll just let him keep playing with the paperclips) ... he was saying that they were "money" and would put them in the piggy bank. So I opened the piggy bank and found them all.... I rescued some and went back to my task.
This afternoon Benji and I went to check the mail and therefore we had to take time and play on the new swings that were built by the mailboxes.
After pushing him for a bit, I took a break and stood in front of him with my hands in my pockets. It was so cold!
Benji: Mami, push me!
Me: I will, in a bit.
Benji: Push me! Take your hands out pockets and push me!
Me: (as I was trying to process the command my 2.5 year old had just given me) ............. I will push you when I am done warming up my hands.
A few weeks ago, Benjamin started asking to change from his “wake
up clothes” to his pajamas for nap. I didn’t think much of it, we’d just go
along with it – because if pajamas is what it takes for him to take a nap, then
we will go along with that.
Just the other day I remembered that my dad used to change
into his pajamas to take naps too. He is the only person I have ever known,
until Benjamin came along, to completely change out of the day’s clothes into
pajamas and get in bed to take a nap.
It is so bittersweet to watch these little boys grow and
show traits that are not taught. My heart breaks a little bit more every time I
think about how my dad is not around to enjoy his new grandsons, however, my
heart also smiles when I am surprised by my dad’s presence when I least
Here he is this past Sunday waking up from nap, in his
Norm and I aren’t necessarily careless when it comes to
safety, but we aren’t the safety police either. Certainly does not apply to me
when it comes to driving at a moderate speed.
Figures Benjamin is turning out to be the Mr. Safety Man of
our family… he tells us to buckle up if we are sitting in the drivers seat for
more than 5 seconds. If you let go of the steering wheel, he tells us to “drive
with 2 hands!”. If there is a stop sign remotely in sight, he will tell us to “Stop!
Stop!! STOP!! Stop sign right there”. Same if he sees a red light.
The other day we were stopped at the red light and he could
see the cars on opposite traffic going. Poor child couldn’t wrap his head
around it “stop cars! Red means stop! Don’t go!” We tried to explain that they
have green light and green means go, but his 2.5 year old brain could not wrap
itself around that concept.
When we go too fast, he tells us to slow down. Although sometimes he becomes a rebel and tells us "go faster! go faaaaaassssssteeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrr!"
At home he makes sure that the safeties are tied on the
cabinets that have them (and by safeties we mean the rubber band that double
loops around the cabinet knobs). He always likes to buckle up whenever he goes
on the stroller and now does the same for Nico.
This little Nicolas is like a tiny clock. I guess the fact that he was born on his actual due date should serve as foreshadowing. Today he turned 6 months old and his first tooth broke through! He will start eating solids now, but first his 6 month check-up and shots tomorrow morning...
Nico is growing like a little weed - he is a healthy chunky monkey - but not too chunky. He is already in 6 - 9 month clothes! He loves to eat, as a matter of fact, whenever we get "in position" to eat, he starts giggling and laughing... unless he is starved, in which case he starts crying the minute he sees me.
We finally set up the crib in his room, which means he has been taking his naps there. He rally loves rolling from back to belly to back in his crib and sticking his arm through the crib rails. He still won't take the pacifier, so we have pretty much given up on it. We still have about 18 of them around the house from when he was a newborn, but how he just plays with them when he comes across them. He much rather suck on his two middle fingers on his left hand. That's the tell tale sign that he is sleepy. Followed by he rocking himself to sleep... loudly.
He is a little heart breaker, handing out smiles left and right everywhere he goes. He is his big brother's number one fan!
Sitting up on his own is still not his thing, but he sure does get on all fours and rocks back and forth, which tells me that he is gearing up his little engine to start crawling! He also gets a leg work out with all the bouncing he likes to do!
A few weeks ago we finally "made the move"... we bit the bullet and transitioned Benjamin from the crib to a bed. We were so nervous before "the move", we would read articles online and hype ourselves up to the point that we were convinced that Benjamin was going to sleep in a crib until he was at least 4 and that w were going to have to buy a crib for Nico...
Thankfully that was not the case. We carefully planned it just right so that Benji took a nap in his sleeping bag one Sunday afternoon and when he woke up he helped us wrap up his big boy bed. And he loves it!!
Here he is sleeping the first night:
For the first three nights, I was the paranoid, over protective mom that brought cushions to put at the foot of his bed in case he fell. This only lasted a few nights probably because I realized that the half a foot fall wouldn't hurt him (if he did fall) or maybe because most of the nights, after he goes to bed I still have 53 things to do that I forget to bring the cushions.
So by Benji having a big bed (which will probably fit him until he is 12, considering he is so short), meant that Nico also got a new bed - the crib!