The week from hell
I admit, my days and weeks can never be compared to my husbands. He has several companies to run, teams to manage, decisions to make. I don’t. I’m on maternity leave and with that it’s expected that you take it easy, feed and take care of the little on, do the house holding and go on lunches and shopping sprees with your girlfriends. So far this “dream existence” is yet to materialise. I’ve been told in the last weeks that I have not worked as effectively as I could. What have I produced on my project? Next to nothing. This is not a good sign. I don’t want to put the blame elsewhere, but feedings every two to three hours accompanied by nappy changes, baths, putting Sebastian to sleep, laundry etc etc, leaves little time for organised work. It’s like I have to steal half an hour here and 20 minutes there to get it all together.
My lethargic state doesn’t make things better either. Little sleep, and a calorie intake of about 1000 per day makes one tired. I have realised with my four objectives and priorities (Family, Project, Blog and Getting back into shape), my plate is full. And yet I am sure I can optimise it even further. It’s a challenge and I’m well up for it!
But this week is mad. Today Victoria has a vaccination. It’s one of these things that is conducted in a sportshall and takes a big chunk of your schedule. Tomorrow I have an appointment with my PT at the gym in the morning. In the afternoon I have some colleagues from Ex Machina coming to visit. I realise they are the first organised visitors I have for Sebastian. Up until now I have categorically refused people entry for two reasons, lack of time and vanity. If people see me now they will get an image of me they’ve never had before and I’m sure this image will prevail. I can’t let that happen for obvious reasons.
Friday is fully blocked in the morning for an important appointment (more on that later). Later in the afternoon I have my deep tissue massage in a bid to loose some inches and those dreaded cellulitis.
Even Saturday is completely crossed out with an appointment at the hairdresser for a haircut and highlights. They will also make my hair for the evening’s party we are attending. And on that note I just realised I still need to get an evening dress.
Sunday is Victoria’s birthday. She is turning 11! We still need to buy presents for her although we’ve decided to go to IKEA and get her a pink chaise lounge she really wants.
Perhaps not such a busy schedule in the grand scheme of things, but plug in feedings and a site that goes live in less than 4 weeks and you’re facing a minor calamity! God I wish this week was over…
Breakfast for me and Sebastian
Evening dessert leftovers from Reinout
Honey, I know this is none of my business…but you really need to slow down and not beat yourself up like this. You are a fantastic mother and woman and you will lookk gorgeous on saturday even if you wore a bin liner….
reply to this commentI agree with maria, you give us other women bad reputation*S* As I said before, calm down and give yourself a break, you prio wrong things, let you self heal and take the time your body and mind needs, please.
reply to this commentThanks girls! I know you are absolutely right, and I would’ve said the same thing to anyone going about the same thing as I do now. I guess I feel there is so little time left. I’m suppose to be back at work in a month from now (time flies!) and I have a few things I wanted to achieve before then. For myself really. I know that with a fulltime job this will be more difficult so I have to maximise the time now. As for my diet and weightloss, I agree it would be better for myself to take it somewhat slower. But I feel trapped in a body that just doesn’t feel like mine. So being the impatient person that I am I rather go for the hardcore regime with quick wins, than slow and methodical. Again, it’s just me but I do understand where you are coming from…
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