MAMA MELTDOWNS

🌷It’s debatable who had more meltdowns this week - Evie or me.

Evie was going through a weird sleep and eating regression this week. She was fighting both. It was a struggle to get her to do either. The screaming was nonstop. The tears were flowing (from both her and me.) Turns out, she just had to poop.

But my tears and meltdowns continued. This was my last week before returning to work, albeit part time until April 1. The influx of conflicting emotions was real. On one hand, I am so worried about missing a moment of Evie's young life. On the other, I am looking forward to seeing my work buddies, and especially to use my brain in a different way. Plus, it’s so important [to me] that Evie sees a happy, healthy, badass working mama who loves her, but also, has a life outside of being a mom.

Then, I felt a bit guilty looking forward to going back to work.

In my ideal world, I would get to a few more weeks with my peach puff, but alas, that was not an option, and thank goodness I have a job to return to and especially one I enjoy.

So, here we were this past week. Evie, constipated, and me, an emotional mess. What a team we made.

And just like every other week, we got through it together. The cries and screams gave me a perpetual headache, and then Evie’s smile made everything okay. Phil stepped up to the plate, as he does, and gave me a couple nights off where I got a full nights’ rest, read a book, and drank a couple glasses of wine.

Life seems so simple right now, but also so, so beautiful.🌷