I have so little time for myself these days. My boy fights sleep like a prize fighter and I spend most of my night putting him to bed. There isn't much of a night left before I have to go to bed myself for my early morning wake-up. I am chronically exhausted and don't get nearly enough sleep.
That said, I really like my work and the people with whom I work. I don't like my commute but we love our neighbourhood and the friends that we have here.
My boy started "school" after Labour Day and seems to really love it. It certainly adds an added layer of time suckage in the morning getting him ready to go as well as myself, but I'm happy to have the time to spend with him.
Speaking of my boy, he is really blooming with his verbal and cognitive development. He sings constantly, and maintains the tune as well as accurately singing most, if not all, of the lyrics. And he's such a happy little guy. I'm amazed with the words that come out of his mouth and the sentences that he strings together. He is now 1 3/4 and I find it hard to believe that he will soon be a 2 year old boy.