Mommy Hangin' On

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Thursday, May 19, 2011


Sometimes the minute my husband walks in from work, he gets hit with the, "I need a break".

Take tonight, for example. 

After working a full day, I had some errands to run after work.  Then I picked up the kids, took them on a "pizza date", came home to plant flowers before they died (the flowers, not the kids), played outside, bathed them, chased them around as they ran from me (naked, of course), prepared a nighttime snack (since they didn't really eat on our date), told stories, and they still weren't nearly ready for bed (even though I was ready for them to be).

The other problem, is that even though I feel like I'm always rushing...somehow I'm always late.  Rushing out the door, but late to work.  Rushing to get home and let the sitter leave, after I've made a mad dash through the store to get some things we ran out of.  This would normally be fine, except there's no time to really catch my breath.  My kids are excited to see me and deserve their mommy time.  What's troubling is feeling like I have to rush home from work to be with the kids, and rush from the kids in the morning to get to work, feeling like I'm not really hitting a homerun at either.

Calgon, take me away.


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