Being a mom is such a juggle. I always thought that it was hard for working moms but, after having the summer off, I realize that it is hard for all moms.
This weekend, for instance, the only thing that I wanted to do was a long run. I’m in the middle of training for a half-marathon so a long run is something that I need to do weekly. Well, it poured all day on Saturday, which really didn’t matter as I was planning to run on Sunday. It simply meant that any possibility of doing my run earlier in the weekend to get it out of the way was out.
So, Sunday morning, I was up and eager to go first thing in the morning. The problem was so were my 2 and 7 year old boys. Daddy was tired. Daddy slept. Daddy kept sleeping until 1:00. By then, I was starving (and running on an empty stomach never is a good idea). For the sake of family harmony, I postponed my run until the next morning.
As a mom, I am constantly revolving my own life around my sons’ agendas. That’s what we do; we put our children first. But it can’t always be about them; sometimes it needs to be about me. When it is, I do a better job of being a mom. hmmmmm.