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Customer A requested a call yesterday from 3:30-4:30. Customer B scheduled a call this morning for 8. This would not be a problem, except both customers were referencing their time zone, not mine. Customer A is in California. Customer B is in Florida. This makes for a cranky me.
So I was really cranky by the time I got home last night. I was definitely Grumpy Momma, not Fun Momma. We had dinner. We had some snuggles. Emi was very much a three-year-old, running around and shrieking and not listening. Ox was jealous and wanted to be on or near me at all times.
After Ox went to bed, I wanted to sit with Downwood and watch our show from Sunday (Chopped All Stars), but Emi wanted to do anything but. We finally convinced Emi to come out to the couch. She snuggled up next to me and was completely passed out in about 5 minutes.
After the show, Downwood carried Emi to her room. She woke up just enough to protest that she wanted Momma. Downwood tucked her in and I sat on her bed. She said, very quietly, "I want Momma!" I started itching her hand for her and softly said, "Momma's here." She made a tiny happy sound and went to sleep.
I had a meltdown at that point. I started whispering to her, telling her how proud I am of her, how awesome she is, how much I want to be a better Momma for her. That she's wonderful, amazing, brave, smart, determined, beautiful, and I couldn't possibly ask for a better girl. That I love her so much, will always love her, and that she never has to do or be anything to "earn" that love. It's hers for all time. No questions, no strings.
Werk is getting in the way of me being a good Momma. I hate this. So much.
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Also, this call that I'm on? The consultant has spent the last 30 minutes describing the new logo for the project we're supposedly having a call about. It's...really. Just. Really. Why the hell do we need a new logo, spending how many thousand dollars, to advertise a government-mandated, regulatory change? Really? Ugh.
And...now they're dissecting the logo and the tagline for the project. This is a FANTASTIC use of my time. Really.
And now the consultant is defending her color palette, even though my customer feels strongly that she should change it. Dude. Listen.
So I was really cranky by the time I got home last night. I was definitely Grumpy Momma, not Fun Momma. We had dinner. We had some snuggles. Emi was very much a three-year-old, running around and shrieking and not listening. Ox was jealous and wanted to be on or near me at all times.
After Ox went to bed, I wanted to sit with Downwood and watch our show from Sunday (Chopped All Stars), but Emi wanted to do anything but. We finally convinced Emi to come out to the couch. She snuggled up next to me and was completely passed out in about 5 minutes.
After the show, Downwood carried Emi to her room. She woke up just enough to protest that she wanted Momma. Downwood tucked her in and I sat on her bed. She said, very quietly, "I want Momma!" I started itching her hand for her and softly said, "Momma's here." She made a tiny happy sound and went to sleep.
I had a meltdown at that point. I started whispering to her, telling her how proud I am of her, how awesome she is, how much I want to be a better Momma for her. That she's wonderful, amazing, brave, smart, determined, beautiful, and I couldn't possibly ask for a better girl. That I love her so much, will always love her, and that she never has to do or be anything to "earn" that love. It's hers for all time. No questions, no strings.
Werk is getting in the way of me being a good Momma. I hate this. So much.
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Also, this call that I'm on? The consultant has spent the last 30 minutes describing the new logo for the project we're supposedly having a call about. It's...really. Just. Really. Why the hell do we need a new logo, spending how many thousand dollars, to advertise a government-mandated, regulatory change? Really? Ugh.
And...now they're dissecting the logo and the tagline for the project. This is a FANTASTIC use of my time. Really.
And now the consultant is defending her color palette, even though my customer feels strongly that she should change it. Dude. Listen.
