Oatmeal. That is what I had to eat today (I should also mention that Eric made me the oatmeal so I can't even take credit for that). This morning I had a vital decision to make. Sleep an extra five minutes or make myself a lunch to take to work. Sleep won out. I have played out many similar battles in my head: Five extra minutes of sleep or wash my hair in the shower. Five extra minutes of sleep or balance the check book. Ever since becoming a mother, I cannot, hard as I try, catch up on sleep.
Prior to having Liam, life was packaged into a fairly neat day. I would get up, shower, have breakfast while watching the morning news, go to work, head to the gym, come home, make dinner, spend time with Eric and do it all over again the next day. Rinse and repeat.
I wouldn't trade my life for anyone else's. Yet I often have to wonder, how do some working mothers do it? And not just working mothers, but all mothers in general. Because I don't care what anyone says. Being a stay at home mom is hard work. You never get a chance to be off. Rain or shine. Sickness or health. Sometimes after an extended period of time at home, I even like to go into the office to have the luxury of going to the bathroom by myself. Or eating an apple that is all my own. I help people for a living and it is really rewarding but hard work. But in many ways I would love the opportunity to be at home with Liam full time.
I have a friend who just had her third baby. She works full time. She was working out until the day she had her baby. She started working out just a few weeks after having her most recent child. She is now going back to work. And I just have to wonder what her secret is? I can't even find the time to make lunch much less get to the gym. I don't mean to complain, but by the time I pick up Liam, dry cleaning and milk, return home to make him dinner, bathe him and put him down, send out a few Blackberry work emails, scrape up some mediocre salmon/rice/veggie combo, do a load of laundry and collapse...I am bone tired. Don't get me wrong, Eric is a tremendous help in getting things done around the house, but at the end of the day there are always more chores than time.
Perhaps it is just my sinus infection exhaustion talking, but I would love to know how mothers out there find a sense of balance? What is the secret and can I please have it. Pretty please?
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Dont do laundry... that is the best I could come up with.
I completely identify. I think I have resigned myself to the fact that I'm just going to be tired for the rest of my life...don't see anyway around that. On top of it all, I don't even make dinner most nights like you do. It's usually "help yourself to what you can find" around here.
I'm with you, friend. Since I work from home, though, the mess is constantly regenerating itself. When Erin talked about her first high intensity workout since Elijah was born, Raelyn and I talked about how we still haven't had ours... and our kids are three, lol.
If you figure it out, let me know!
xoxo.
Just pay your dues for a few years guys, I PROMISE that most of the physical fatigue gets better! I remember those feelings when the girls were small, now it's just the mental marathons that get me! You are doing a great job, Gabi! Hang in there!
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