I am writing this from high in the sky, on a plane going to Austin, TX for vacation. It is 2:45am and I cannot sleep. I never can on planes. It's been a busy week: started my new job, Z was at day camp, prepped for this trip. I finished my first week of 4 x 10 hour days and it's not too bad. I am exhausted and have been falling asleep at the same time as Z in his bed. Having Fri off is wonderful, but Z hugged me and said he felt like this week he hardly saw me. Hearing that broke my heart. Why is it such a challenge being a mom and having a career. The hours are 7am-530pm which leaves almost no time in the evening for us to spend together.
Looking forward to this week and hoping I can keep my anxiety in check during the vacation. I'm still taking 25mg Zoloft a day and maybe notice a marginal difference. Less on edge. It's been 3 weeks since I started taking it.
My free 1hr gogo WiFi (thanks to TMobile) is about to run out now lol.