Thursday, March 18, 2010

Just one of 'dem days

Yesterday was "one of those days." And a mere hour into today, it seemed
as though it would be another bad one.

Wednesday is the newspaper's production day; it's the day we take all
our articles, photos, whatever and send them off for the printer for
publishing. The deadline is final. We MUST have a paper 
on Thursday so
not sending it 
on Wednesday is not an option.

Well, yesterday, the day care called around 10 a.m. to let  me know that
I needed to pick up my son. My husband was unavailable until 3 p.m. and
I couldn't reach my friend on the phone to see if I could drop him off.
So he came to work with me.

This morning, my boss tells me that someone who'd called during all of
yesterday's madness was upset that she was having to call so many
different numbers. She called me first, but I couldn't help her. In her
words, actually, "She called and a woman answered the phone and all I
could hear was a baby screaming in the background."


I try hard not to let my personal life effect my work life. When I was
pregnant, I worked up until the day I went into labor. I walked, I stood
in the heat, I laid down on the ground to get photos, even when my belly
got in the way. I agreed to take the minimum 6 weeks off from work; four
weeks after the baby was born, I was back to work, at least part-time. I
carried the baby on my hip in a sling as I took photos and conducted
interviews. So, having someone call on a rare day when the baby had to
be here for most of the day and having said person hear him in the
background and comment on it was disturbing, to say the least.

My supervisors have been incredibly supportive through all of the
appointments, missed 
work hours and bring-the-baby-to-work days. But, it
makes me look unprofessional, I know; and I just can't shake the feeling
that I'm now one of those people who is failing miserably at being a
working mom. I know that tomorrow, or the next day, or Monday (at the
latest), I will be over this and will have moved on to the next thing
that has me all stressed out.

But right now, today, I feel like I'm on a derailed train and I'm trying
my hardest to figure out how to get it back on track.


shads830 said...

You're doing great! Unfortunately, that person took a snapshot of your life that could never capture the essence of the whole picture. It's not fair, but it happens. You know why your son was there. You know that you did what you had to do. That's all that matters.

RoadRunner said...

AMEN to that! Take what life gives you, work it out, and anyone who Ian't on Team Crystal can take a walk! You're doing a great job!