“Mom, but it’s the holidays! Why do you have to work?” Sophie whined as we drove to the salon to have her curls trimmed. I had just announced that I’d need to put in a few hours of writing every morning between Christmas and New Year’s.
In my last post, I mentioned that one of the nice surprises about my transition to Chief Mom Officer has been the great sense of peace that has settled over me.
About one year after I embarked on my legal career as a junior associate at a major international law firm, I had to submit an article for the annual internal newsletter. It was sort of like a hazing ritual for all new lawyers. I wrote the piece below ten years ago, in March 2003, when I was practicing transactional securities law and starting to question what the hell I was doing with my life. Funny how it took me ten more years and another couple of jobs to finally realize that maybe this attempt at work-life balance was just a crock of shit (at least for me).
The day is finally here. Goodbye Director of Marketing, hello Chief Mom Officer!
I can’t believe the time has come. I can’t believe I have chosen to forego a steady paycheck for the foreseeable future. I think I may be crazy. But boy, am I happy.
One more week of work. At this time on Friday, I will no longer be an employee. As I wind down at the office, I have found that the lessening need to focus on work has given me the gift of time.
The countdown is almost at zero. Seventeen days (13 workdays) until I become a full-time, no office distractions, mom. It’s hard to believe that the day is almost here. I’ve been talking about it for so long that I still sometimes wonder if I really did it. But I did.
I can’t help but grin. I’ve been grinning a lot these last few days, as the reality of my impending “retirement” starts to sink in. When I tell colleagues that I’m leaving the firm, I can’t help but smile. From ear to ear. I haven’t felt this free in a very long time.
I can’t wait to wake up on Monday, April 1 – my first weekday as a stay at home mom – ironic that it happens to be April Fool’s Day – and not have to rush to get to a desk job. And just in time for spring. How cool is that?
Grin. Grin. Grin. Grin. Grin.
“I’m going home,” is my response when my colleagues ask me where I’m going now that I’ve officially given notice. Yes, you read that correctly. I have quit my job. My last day is March 29.
Chloe and Sophie let us sleep until 7:20 this morning. And then it was time to open the presents. Thanks to all our family and friends for sending the girls some lovely gifts. They are very lucky children. And we are very lucky parents.
It’s hard to believe that there are only 13 more days before the end of the year. It’s been a mighty long year, with lots of highs and lows.
I’m not quite sure where 2012 went. It flew by at a pace I never would have anticipated last January. And yet, here we are, eagerly anticipating the surprises that 2013 will bring.