Working Girl

As many of my friends know, I am now a working mom. I got a job at McGrath's and have been either super busy or super tired. Hence the sporatic posting on my blog. But I really do have so much to write about. All of these things we have been doing for the past couple of months have been swimming around in my head searching for a place to be read. So I thought that before I started the frantic dance of getting ready for work, I would take a couple of minutes and write something down. I didn't realize that when I found a job, I wouldn't be the only one in the family that would have to work. Chad has shouldered a lot of responsibility. He works hard at work and then comes home and works hard at home. He may do things differently then I would (using duct tape to secure diapers and not the little tabs.), and his idea of clean vs dirty is definatly not mine. But that aside, he has really stepped up and taken on this new role in our family. Likewise, I didn't think that I would enjoy working so much. I think a good job isn't one where you are making a ton of money (although that is nice) it is where your co-workers are pleasant and you have good bosses. Both things that I have been fortunate to have. If I have to leave my family at night, then I want it to be a good experience while I am there. And then when I am home with the family, I apperciate Chad more (who, even when I am home has been steping up to the plate and helping me out more without me having to ask for it) and I am more patient with Lauren and Evan.

But like I said, it kind of has turned into a job for our whole family. Lauren has been watching out for Evan more, and Chad has taken to the task of being a Mr. Mom. He has learned one of the key things when you are watching kids-silence is not golden. In fact silence is very scary. He learned this lesson one day last week. He had just sat down on the couch when he realized that Evan was being uncharactoristicly quite-so he went on the hunt looking for him. He looked everywhere and then decided to check the bathroom upstairs. And this is the sight that awaited him.

No you are not looking at a set design for CSI:Ogden or the next Friday the 13th. You are looking at my bathroom toliet. Someone wanted to make some Kool-aid. But who could it have been?

Evan has also learned how to, not only open the back and front doors, but also how to unlock them. In the kitchen,he opens the drawers to make a makeshift stepping latar and climbs up on the counter where there is a whole world of undiscovered "toys" for him to explore. By the time I come home from work at night, Chad has the look of a battle weary warrior. And as much as I am liking working, I do miss my family. There is one reason, and one reason only, that I am working. Once that reason is no longer a factor, I will be more then happy to hang up my McGraph's apron.