Walk in a Working Momma's shoes

It’s been almost a year since I started working again. My company anniversary is just a day away from my birthday next month. As I begin re-counting how I started, I simply feel thankful. It’s been a very exhausting but productive end of the year (and now, the start of the year). Mr. D’Town and I are left without help as soon as November 30 which reminds me of probably starting my Yaya Diaries, if given some time to write again. We manage by taking turns before and after our shifts, as if we’re roommates. Sometimes, when my Mom can, she helps us take care of Baby G for 3 to 5 days depending on the shift we have. I’m squeezing in this entry for this brand new start of 2017 (while Baby G is fast asleep and sprawled in the middle of the bed and me? at the foot of the bed with the lappy). That I really do welcome its challenges and the new goals we have ahead. I could not imagine how 10 levels higher of a difficulty would be for us as full time working parents compared to one of u