at about 7:15 i get a bonk on the head from some child who
so that brings me to nap time. blessed, quiet, solitary naptime. normally i think folks relish this time as a moment for them to do something for themselves, and i shall - eat something! this is my two hours where i can usually drink a cup of tea without it needing to be reheated (possibly twice). but lately i've taken on a second job, third if you count (as i do, as i feel you should too if i can offer my opinion) my job as staying at home and taking care of house and home with two small kids. so job 1 - house & family, job 2 - medical transcription, job 3 - writing some new articles for sparkpeople.com. with the house at least i can let stuff slip and get dirty or let the kids eat from boxes and run feral but jobs 2 & 3 have deadlines and that is where the head explosion happens. so back to naptime, this is where i spend two hours writing, reading, and researching for the articles and transcribing reports. at least i've got a hot cup of tea, a very friendly editor (one of my oldest friends from elementary school!), and i can burn some incense - which i couldnt do if i were in an office.
somewhere along the way i've become a person who can like, i dunno handle stuff. i think i used to have this impression of myself that everything about me was eclipsed by the anxiety disorder that felt So Huge. it's only as big as you let it be, which in itself is a big statement because for the first 8 yrs of my anxiety-life i've felt pretty much powerless to control it all. it was a boot on my neck when it was doing it's thing. oddly enough the more responsibilities i've taken on the less anxious i've felt, which does not make sense to me! not complaining one bit, just noting a seemingly contradictory play of events.
in conclusion, i apologize for the lack of updates and comments back and forth. i'm just knee deep in projects and research and short on me-time which to be quite honest when the moments do happen i'd rather just sack out on the couch and read a book. remember in 2007 when i read (more than) a book a week? those were the days.
ETA: for more information on what stay at home parents do all day, see also this.