I'm a Rock Star

Today was my first day back at work after four and a half wonderful months at home on maternity leave.

I was meant to go back last week, but because both boys were so sick, I extended my leave by one week - so glad I did that!

After a hair-raising morning, we managed to get Malakai ready for school and keep Harlan happy the whole time! The morning run really wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.

And Work? Well, things are pretty much the way I left them last year. Only I seem to have changed. Did I love it? Well, I wouldn't say that...

Let's just say, on days like these I need to force myself to remember why I am blessed.

In a country that has a very high unemployment rate, I still have a job.

In a world where a recession has forced families out of their homes - their safe places, where they raise their families - we still have a beautiful home that meets all our needs.

In a time when divorce rates are high and parents are doing this on their own, I have a loving and devoted husband who walks by my side, really pulling his weight and supporting and loving his wife and children.

In a world where children get sick and fight every day for their lives, both my children are well again.

So - when it gets tough at work tomorrow (which I'm sure it will), I will just remind myself (in the wise words of a fellow blogger that I admire), I am a Rock Star... and I'll imagine myself wearing killer heals (not that I even own a pair...) that make me invincible. And you know what? It'll be ok.