Tuesday Morning (10:00 a.m.)
I heard a melodious faint voice of Enrique, felt beautiful in my carefully done hair, high heels and black satin evening gown. It felt as if Enrique was somewhere near me and singing. Though his voice started getting little louder and louder and louder. Enrique yelled “For the love of God! Woman pick-up your phone please”. I moved my eyelids and saw a name flashing on my phone…Damn it! I slept again while putting my baby to sleep.
I woke up, found my laptop and my fingers started working as fast as they can. My one eye was on the baby and one on the laptop, mind running on the work and heart was praying that my baby should sleep for a just couple of hours more.
My baby’s eyelids were moving and I knew what was next. She woke up smiled and started kicking which was a sign that she wants to sit up and play. I picked her up and started our daily routine of massage, feed, bath time, play time etc.
She was exhausted after running (on a walker) and chewing everything she can put her hands on. I put her to sleep again and started working on my assignment. Knocking on the door pushed me to an edge that I almost cursed. Then followed a parade of people: Electronics repair guy, Car cleaning guy etc.
After the parade was over it was time to head towards the kitchen. I prepared lunch and made sure to make something different for baby (She is a picky eater). While cooking I kept an eye on her too as she is not a sound sleeper and also because I love her smile when she opens her eyes and sees me right next to her.
I was done with my daily lunch routine and so was my princess with her sleep. She was happily clinging on to me and enjoying my conversation with mom over the phone. I admit when she looks at me with those beautiful eyes and smile like her dad, my whole world stops. I can never express that feeling in words.
My little one was busy with her toys (Empty bottles, my purse, and her own fingers). She loves playing with everything which can not be considered as a toy. It is a red alert whenever she is quiet for more than 2 or 3 minutes. I was working on my assignment while keeping an eye on her. She recently started blabbing papa, baba…her dad is on cloud nine since he won a bet that she will say papa first. Sigh!!
I put her to sleep again which took almost 45 min today. I think babies can sense the urgency in our behavior and then conspire against it. She usually sleeps in 15 minutes if she is tired, after playing for an hour or so. I had to finish my assignment by tonight and she was behaving as if she ate an entire pack of energy bar. Finally, I did manage to put her to sleep past couple of scratches from her nails and biting.
My little one was happily playing with her dad. Sometimes I feel cheated, every day when her dad comes back from the office she starts squealing and jumping by just looking at him. As if she is trying to say “I am hell bored with mom, please save me, dad”. Anyways, I prepared our dinner utilizing the time as she was busy with her dad. We had dinner.
Post our dinner, I massaged her, fed her and changed her clothing. She slept with no tantrums. Voila!!!
I Completed my assignment and clicked on sent at 1:30 a.m. Enjoyed my little “me time” by reading a book of my favorite author till 2:00 or 2:30. Looked at my peacefully sleeping little bundle of joy and kissed her on the forehead. Set my alarm for next day which read”5 hours 5 minutes (Alarm set)”
I am a combination of “Working Mom” and “Stay at home Mom”. I belong to a tribe of Moms who are called “Freelancer”.
We are quite habitual of listening to the following:
Q: “How lucky! You get to spend more time with the baby and no deadline to follow”
A: Well I am sorry to break your bubble but we do get deadlines followed by consequences as well. Although, I agree we do get to see almost all first of our babies and that’s just too precious to be compared with anything in the world.
Q: “Is it a real job, I mean you get paid right?”
A: No, it is a fictional job and I am a Wizard. Why would they pay me, it’s not as if they HIRED me to get their work done.
Q: “You are blessed as you don’t work on fixed shifts or weekdays”
A: Yup for once you are almost correct we don’t have fixed shifts, however, not only we work on weekdays but weekends too.