On Exhaustion and Lice

OK, random topics. But it’s because I’m exhausted and my mind is a mush of random thoughts. Also, the photo has nothing to do with the subject of this blog. It’s just kind of cute.

Second day on the job (sorry to be harping on my return to work, but this really is a momentous occasion for our family) and I realize I had forgotten how tiring it is to take care of the kids and work full-time. I’m wiped.

Perhaps my fatigue can be attributed to my apparent vitamin D deficiency. But I would prefer to think that it’s because I was up in the middle of the night, startled awake by a terrible nightmare.


I know you’re wondering what I possibly could have had a nightmare about. Returning to work? Nope. My two beautiful girls forgetting who I am? Not even close. I woke up because I dreamed that during my first week of work, Chloe’s school called to tell me that they found lice in her hair and I had to come and pick her up.

I will sheepishly admit that the lice thing has been an obsession of mine ever since Chloe’s pre-K year, when she got sent home because she supposedly had nits in her hair (we never found any). I had just given birth to Sophie, and I went beserk. The treatment was a royal pain in the ass, the washing and cleaning enough to drive me mad. So much so that a few months ago, when a few children at her school had the little varmints crawling around their hair, I immediately ordered preventive organic products that she’s been using ever since.

I guess this is what life is about when you’re an anal mom – regardless of whether you’re working or not. The difference is that now that I’m back to work, I think of all these idiotic things in the middle of the night, instead of while I’m walking my kid to school. The joys of being a working parent. May they never cease.

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