Each and every day, it seems, all i do is rush rush rush. Up at 6am, rush thru the morning chores, rush to work, 9 packed hours at work, rush back, play with kiddo, more chores, feed him and i’m ready to drop dead again, but kiddo’s full of energy so another few hours of him running arnd and screaming for attention, and cursing and swearing under my breat h and wishing i could get some sleep. Being sick is no excuse to get me off that routine. OK, I get a little concession here and there. But it just doesnt make up for all the bone-crushing tiredness that i’ve accumulated. I feel like I need a month of hibernatoin – just eating and sleeping – to catch up again. tell me, how will a half hour nap compensate for a year of sleep deprivation?
I love Goosh and want to spend more time with him. But where’s the time?
I want to start exercising.But where’s the time?
I want to sleep. But where’s the time?
I want to be again, the person I used to be – But where’s the time?
Between juggling a job and chores, and deciding the menu and tracking groceries and instructing the maid and sorting the clothes and cleaning the loo and boiling the bottles.. where’s the time?
Tell me – do all working moms feel this way? How do you juggle time?
I’m so tired of the the well meaning advise people keep giving me – to exercise, do yoga, go for walks. Live my life for a day, and tell me, what do I cut down on? Where shall I squeeze in that extra one hour?