work late. don't wanna.

today, we came home late. i came home at around 7.40 pm and Eric - at around 9 pm. Christian was still up. when he saw us, his eyes lit up, his legs kicked and his arms waved up and down. his two dimples appeared and disappeared as he laughed and smiled. it was obvious he was happy to see us. but i'm feeling guilty now because toward the later part of the evening, you could tell he was fighting sleep to stay up and play with us. it was a good, serendipitous thing that he had a nap in the late afternoon. but still, he was tired and needed sleep. yet, his little brain seemed to tell him to stay up just a little longer so he could see his favorite persons a little more.

if there was a thing i'm OCD about these days, it's protecting his sleep routine. i limit our outings so that he gets adequate nap time. (haha, i have to laugh at the fact that i typed "I limit ..." instead of "We limit..", i'll let you have a free rein in deciding what that implies...) i'm happy my mom and i are on the same page about his naps. that kid is too smart (and alert) for his own good.

so, here's my new resolution - i don't want to come home late. i'd rather work late at home. in that case, even if i hear a night whimper or a mid-sleep cry from my son, i'm sure it isn't because he was overtired from having to wait up for us to come home. i do have a list of unofficial resolutions that i keep filed away in some cabinet at the back of my head these days. they are accumulated throughout the day within these first few days of being back at work. motherhood has changed my perspective about how i spend my time and how i view my career. if anything, it gives me a lot of energy to pour into my work that i lacked before. somehow, i'm feeling happier about work and am beginning to see my role in it. i'm just hoping that it's not too late for me to start making a mark for myself. yes, i feel ambition brewing...