A New Respect for the Working Mom

Friday , 24, August 2012 2 Comments

I work one day a week.  My mother in law comes to my house around 8am.  I hand my son over to her, and head off to work.  Sometimes I shower and feed Eli before she gets there, and sometimes I don’t.  Often, I have time to stop at Starbucks on my way to work.  I usually have time to stop at home in the middle of the day to grab lunch and say hi to Eli.  Yes, my one day of ‘work’ is pretty cushy.  It is more like an opportunity for me to get out of the house, have some adult conversation, and make a little $$.  The other day, though, my mother in law was not able to watch Eli so I made other arrangements.  Lets just say that by the end of that day…..I was tired, and had a new respect for the working mom.

I had to drop Eli off at a friend’s house around 8:30am.  That meant I had to be ready for work AND had to have Eli ready to go.  We had to be in the car by 8:00, which happened, just barely (after 3 trips back inside to get things I forgot) and then, we got stuck behind at least 2 school buses.  So, I was already running late.  I did not stop for Starbucks.  Instead of casually  making my way back to my house around lunch time, I booked it to my friend’s house to pick up Eli.  Then, stopped at home to feed us, and jumped back in the car to take Eli to another friend who was going to watch him for the afternoon.  I felt guilty as I dropped him off at his second babysitter of the day.  I made sure my husband had all the information needed to pick him up and headed back to work.  When I got home, it was time to give Eli a bath and get him ready for bed.  I was hungry, tired, and frazzled.  My one day as a working mom was enough for me!

I did not have time to get anything ready for dinner, or clean anything, or check facebook, or pin any recipes (the horror!).  It makes me wonder how working moms get it all done.  Don’t get me wrong, I work hard to make sure that my family is fed, house is clean(ish), and still have time to write a blog post or two and check facebook.  THAT is my job.  I don’t think I could handle working at work and then coming home… and working at home too!  So, to all you working moms out there.  Way to go!  I can only imagine that you feel every day what I felt like after one.  Now, when Eli is crabby, the bathrooms need cleaned, and dinner needs to be cooked, I think to myself ‘at least I don’t have to go to work AND get all the other stuff done too!’  I have a new appreciation for my job….and I hope I get to keep it that way for many years (and kids) to come!

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  • Emily says:

    You crack me up! There’s always time for Facebook!

  • Rachel says:

    Well, you have it more figured out than I do! :):)

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