I recently wrote about how blogging has changed my life – how I was led to a crossroads in my life, and how I made the decision to travel down a new path – all because of the connections I had made through writing a blog. Well I thought I’d write a follow up, to let you know about how my first week has been in my new role. My first week as a WAHM (work at home mom).
I’ll start with a comparison between my old routine and my new one.
THEN: OFFICE-DWELLING MAMA
As an office-dwelling mama, my morning began at 6:30am. I would wake up, rush to wake the children, get them dressed and fed while trying to make myself look somewhat presentable, and then I would rush out of the house no later than 7:30am.
I would first stop at my daughter’s before school care, dragging my fussy toddler while carrying my daughter’s ovesized backpack, library bag, and whatever else she needed for the day. I would rush in, sign her in, and drag my toddler out kicking and screaming because he wanted to stay with his sister and play longer at her child care centre.
Then I would drive to my son’s daycare. Again I’d lug oversized bags, while struggling to move with a toddler wrapped around my legs like a threatening boa constrictor. I would shake him off so I could unload his lunch, unpack his bags, and change him into his slippers. A quick kiss goodbye (and often a pass off to the teacher while he screamed desperately, begging for my return), and I was back to the car for the next leg of my trip.
Rush hour. I’d spend 30-40 minutes, tapping my hands impatiently on the steering wheel, hoping to make it to the office in time for my 8:30am meeting. Pulling into the parking garage 5 minutes before the start of the meeting, I’d rush up to my office, eyes glued to my iPhone, fingers tapping frantically to answer a few emails en route. If I was lucky, I’d grab a quick coffee from the kitchen, grab my notebook and a pen, and rush into the boardroom. Breakfast would have to wait.
NOW: WAHM MAMA
As a work-at-home mama, my morning starts at about 7:15am (yep, I get an extra 45 minutes – this might seem small, but it’s a big win for me!). I wake up, give my children a few minutes to play, and make them breakfast. I feed them, dress them, put on some comfy clothes and load up the car (with much less panic). We head out at about 8:15am.
I first drop my toddler off at his daycare. My daughter comes in with us and helps me to settle her brother in. Because I’m not so frantic about the drop-and-ditch routine, he settles in nicely and doesn’t make a fuss when we leave.
Next, I drive my daughter to her school. We walk hand-in-hand and talk about the day ahead. I wait with her at the door of her Kindergarten class, where she shows me her artwork displayed in the hallway. The bell rings, I give her a kiss, and I saunter back to my car while chatting with other moms or dads (yep, I’m getting to know other parents now!).
I drive off and head to a new little coffee shop I’ve discovered in my neighbourhood. I enjoy a vanilla latte and a freshly-baked scone (yep, I actually get to eat something!), and then I hop in the car and drive back home.
At 9:30am, I settle into my quaint little office and start my work. A little quiet music in the background, I work away – but only until 2:30pm, at which time I pack it up, get ready, and head back for pick ups.
So far, I’m loving my new routine. No regrets.
|View from my new office|
While it’s been smooth sailing so far, I foresee some challenges in my near future.
POTENTIAL CONS TO BEING A WAHM:
– I’ve started to bake, which means lots of delicious (but fatty) foods.
– I’m also in close proximity to boxes and boxes of Halloween candy (eep!).
– I’m worried I might start to wear PJs to do the drop offs, and stay in my comfy clothes all day!
– I’ve stopped going to my beloved barre classes to save a little money. This doesn’t mix well with my first two points.
– I’m already finding it hard to resist working in my “off” hours.
I’ll keep you posted as I continue to settle into my new role. And as always, I welcome advice from my fellow WAHMs!