Yes I have a Nanny. You can stop judging now.

Someone was "helping" me as I tried to pick up his play room. Yes. Those are books behind him that he is so helpfully pulling back OUT of the basket. Little bugger...

Dear friend,

Watson and I know that we are very blessed to be able to work from home and spend so much time with our amazing little guy. We knew it would be an awkward topic so we kept hiring a nanny to ourselves  until it was done. And when we talk about our adventures at home with a part-time nanny, I can see the judgement cross your face.  Continue reading

What’s Burning?

Happy New Year!!

Watson and I are both very blessed to be able to work from home for different companies. I work during the day and Watson does overnights. And during the holidays everything is very slow so I got to spend a lot of quality time with my little guy. But this wasn’t how I wanted to start my new years.  Continue reading

My story for National Breastfeeding Month

No sweeter face than a breastfeeding comma face.

In case you weren’t aware (which if you are an avid “mommy blog” reader you definitely do) August is National Breastfeeding Month.  I was too nervous to post this story before because I didn’t want any backlash from my employer at the time, but now that can’t happen and it should be shared.

A co-worker and myself are both breastfeeding mothers, so obviously we both have to pump.  She had been pumping since she returned to work in January and I had only been back to work a couple of weeks.  We had worked out a schedule with each other, as well as our manager, to try to avoid being off the phones at the same time (we worked in a call center).  One day our manager calls my co-worker into the office for a meeting, I am to go separately a half hour later.  After my co-worker finishes her meeting, I am instantly worried.  She looks furious.  So I go in and am told our call volume is off the charts, and they’ll need me to pump either within my 15 min break (not allowed to go over) or only on lunch…. Continue reading

Back to Work

I’ve officially completed my first week of work since I had my son.  To be perfectly honest, I thought it would go a lot worse.  I missed him terrible and I definitely cried leaving my driveway two days in a row.  But I’m finding it nice to be out of the house and getting to talk to grown-ups.  I printed pictures to have at my desk (for when I’m really feeling down about leaving him home), or I simply pester my sister-in-law for an update on what he’s doing.  The hardest part thus far?  Pumping.     Continue reading