Thursday, January 12, 2012
Life is like a roller coaster, some days I'm up and other days I feel the rush of wind through my hair as I plummet to the earth.
I guess this is one of the joys of being a stay-at-home, working mother (or momtrepreneur as I like to call myself.)
Yesterday, I was off on an assignment feeling like a productive member of society. Today, I'm sitting at home in my pajamas covered in baby puke-up (as Bianca calls the constant stream of spit-up we enjoy from Brooklynn.)
I don't mean to sound like I'm complaining, because I do know how very blessed I am to have such beautiful, healthy children & I'm even more blessed to get to spend time with them while they are young. But it is a very difficult tightrope walk we as mothers must walk everyday...trying to balance life at home with our place in the world.
Because no longer is a woman's only place in the world at home. And no longer is a mother looked down upon if she works. (Let's face it; most moms are at work out of necessity, not choice.)
But I am a firm believer that I have to fulfill myself first, before I can fulfill my children. I don't remember where I heard it, but I loved the analogy to being on an airplane. If the cabin pressure drops and those scary masks fall from the ceiling, the parents are instructed to put their masks on first, then assist their children.
I love being a mom, but I also love my work. And on days like today when I'm trying to juggle both - not very well, I can get a bit overwhelmed. That's when I turn to God and ask him to just get me through. Because sometimes, that's all I've got.
(Can you guess from my post that I didn't leave the house today?)