Late Fess up Friday: A moment to think: Ha!
May 29, 2010
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When I started this blog I was on maternity leave with a 10 month old. I was busy. And tired. And I just wanted a moment to think. A moment for me. A moment to myself.
And now I look back at that time and wish I had the time for myself now that I had then.
People, I am sinking. And I know you all do and I am not in any kind of special circumstance. Stay at home Mom or Work outside the home Mom, we are all over worked (and underpaid!). We all wish we had a moment for ourselves. We are all trying to do it all and in many cases, succeeding with flying colors (I have a colleague with a 22 month old, full time job and is taking her MBA. Wow. Just Wow.)
I am not succeeding with flying colors. I am drowning. I am admiting this to you all because I need to write it outloud. And I have a strange ‘trust’ for the interwebs.
Allow me to complain a little. New very challenging job, which I love, but is hard. 14 month old who is teething and generally trouble. Trying to keep this blog afloat, because now that I have rediscovered the writer in me I get twitchy if I don’t write every couple days (I have been mighty twitchy lately). Taking an online course to try and get a certificate so I can get my human resources designation. Said course is a hell of a lot of work. Trying to keep family fed on something other then take out. Trying to keep clothing on our bodies and a house which isn’t a luxury hotel for germs. Trying to still have time and energy left over to spend time with the Husband. Oh, and I really should start working out. That is on my list for tomorrow. Maybe the next day.
Last night I slept for 3 hours (see teething baby) and so maybe I am a little emotional today. But I have been feeling this drowing feeling for a while now. And I don’t know how to deal. It’s not like I can cut anything out. I can’t not work. I can’t stop feeding family or have us all go naked. I won’t let go of writing (even if I let it go to the wayside for a week or two). Won’t because it is something I need to keep sane.
I should probably stop not take anymore courses for my certificate until this calms down. But really, will it ever slow down? Really?
How do you all deal? Do you have a magic secret? Because you all look so put together and doing great and all.
Now I understand why my parents got take out a lot and the house wasn’t always particularly tidy (no offense Mom!).