Tuesday, October 05, 2010
So I ran errands in the morning rain which is a monumental task with two squirmy babies to wrangle. Then I came back home, filled their bellies and put them to bed. I started some tortilla soup and a load of laundry. I turned on Pandora and sat listening to the music and the rain and worked on projects for the party.
It was a very cozy day but it left me with no photos to share with you. So I'm taking this opportunity to blog about something that's been on my mind as of late.
The question I get asked most by my blog readers is "How do you do everything? Where do you find the time?" And my answers is this: I don't do everything.
I don't iron my husbands shirts. I don't weed my yard. I don't watch television. I don't go to soccer games. I don't sign up to clean the church house. I don't make big breakfasts. I don't do my hair every day or even wear make-up to the grocery store. And I sure as hell don't volunteer to be on the PTA board.
I had to streamline my life. I had to cut out those things that are either a) so difficult to do with two babies they aren't worth the effort or b) not substantially enriching to me or my family.
I gave up feeling guilty that I didn't jump at the chance to be the room mom or part of the PTA. After all, I still make cookies, just not for the whole class. Maybe being on the PTA is what fuels other women. That thought boggles my mind, but I know it must be true. And thank goodness there are people out there that want to do it. I won't sign up, but I'd give a solid knuckle bump to any mom who rocks it at her kids school.
There is no such thing as the mom that does it all. It's a fallacy. It may look like someone is able to accomplish way more than you are capable of doing, and maybe they can. But who cares? I ask you- who cares? I can tell you right now it isn't your kids.
Chances are, most of you do more than I do. But like I said, I gave up feeling guilty. My kids have a mom who is a crazy art freak, but they also have a mom who is there to catch them when they fall and bake cookies to make them happy.
Just for them. Not the whole class.