Getting My Groove Back?

Something has started shifting over the last week or so, or at least I prefer to think it has (yes, I will grab onto the least bit of evidence to support my theory du jour, like a crab with abandonment issues). I feel like I am slowly starting to get my groove back. Now, before that outrageously hubristic statement brings down karmic lightning bolts of sleepless nights and projectile vomiting (to name just a few of my favorite kid-related lightning bolts), let me just qualify and say again that it's *slow* and I'm just *starting* to even consider the concept of perhaps possibly one day getting my groove back. And what do I mean by that, anyway? Here's what I mean. Bear with me.

Over the last week or so, given that things with Isaac are starting to veer towards some sort of actual schedule, I've started resuming activities from my old life. Last week, I had a working lunch meeting with my boss and coworker about the tradeshow in NYC I'll be attending during my second week back at work (with baby in tow! God, I'm insane...stay tuned). A few days ago, I went out to lunch (sans baby!) in the city with my birthday club girlfriends. A couple days after that, I went to my first post-baby writer's group meeting (and actually accepted some accountability to get some new writing done...eek!). Today, I went to my first post-baby yoga class. And I'm blogging for the third night in a row. The basics of Julie-life are returning. (What's next, painting and scrapbooking? Date nights with my husband? Woah. Hold me back.)

On the other hand, unless some special arrangement is made (and special arrangements require space shuttle launch-like planning, along with an extra helping of mama-guilt), most days I still only have about two hours of guilt-free, unqualified free time after both kids are in bed, and by the time that chunk of time rolls around I'm often too tired to do much besides surf the internet and read. So, just like before, not a lot of time to be spent on my own pursuits. But I'm getting there. Maybe I'll even get to do all these Julie-life things again soon. I'm going to try not to get cocky about even this limited amount of groove coming back, for fear of jinxing it or chasing it away again. But for now, in this moment, today: yay!