The mornings are long. M and I wake up at 5:00 in order to get the four of us out of the house by 7:30 . But in that time, we both shower, I nurse L and put her down to play, wake E if she's not up on her own and attend to all of her routines, we get all of our meals and bags packed, assemble our goods in both cars, and head off. I think it's not bad. We have too many friends in whose families in order to get the entire family out of the house in a timely manner, at least one if not both parents have to sacrifice morning showers. But I still hope that one day we'll be able to streamline, particularly as E's abilities grow. Right now, her desire to get dressed "by herself" takes longer than were I to just put the clothes on her, but one day all of this practice will yield a girl who truly can dress herself, and I'll regain many hours in my week. It'll probably happen right around the time L wants to get dressed "by herself."
My new promotion brought a move downstairs to a new office, so my surroundings are different, but other than that sliding back into work life was very much a non-event. It was easy to return. The biggest difference is that for the past four years I've worked in offices designated as no food/drink/candy allowed. For the first time in my career in government, I'm in an "open space," which isn't open to anything, so I'm not sure what that refers to, but food and drink are not only allowed, they're commonplace. So when I swig from my water bottle, I'm not immediately poised with the cap in my other hand to close it and hide it like it was never there.
So we're getting it all done. But don't ask how the house looks. And Ms. Hagi wants more burp cloths.