I admit it, I was wrong.
For months now, I've whined about how much my productivity level has dropped since having a baby. Yesterday, I made a mental note that it was 5:45 a.m. and I had already fed and changed the baby, pumped (sorry for the TMI), done my crunches routine, read and responded to work emails from overnight, baked a batch of cookies, read and posted to a few blogs, looked for and forwarded job opportunities for B, read several industry articles, sketched a new strategy to help smooth out an internal communications issue at the office, showered and dressed, eaten breakfast and set out breakfast for M and B, and was headed out the door to work.
Whew.
I'm not less productive. I'm actually more productive and completing more projects, more work, but in a less obvious way.
Don't get me wrong. I'm still struggling to reconcile pre-mom me with post-mom me. I loved being a "go to" person to get things done with a high level of proficiency, punctuality and creativity. I loved the pressure of new projects, the stress of juggling professional goals, volunteer commitments and personal projects. I miss not being able to say "yes" when asked to take on a really exciting AMA rebranding project or lead the charge in raising money to fund supporting cancer survivors. I hate realizing my clothes don't match after I've already been at the office for three hours and constantly having frizzy hair and haggard-looking skin.
It's hard for me to not look for the hard ROI on my investment of time, energy and creativity. I want to attach numbers/dollars/event participants to completed projects.
Of course, M is happy and healthy and I feel blessed to be his mommy. I celebrate that.
At this point, I'm kinda wondering what I was doing with all my time two years ago.
Oh, right ... getting eight hours of sleep a night.
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