I get up in the morning and the day takes an immediate downward spiral. Why oh why did I step on the scales today? More importantly. How does a stupid number have this kind of power?
Go to get dressed and find my missing black shirt. Smile returns. Black is very slimming.
Time to carpool. Kids are so very very loud. Um, should have stopped for coffee first, would have helped because I swear to you I hit EVERY red light.
Come home and check twitter. Look at all the happy little messages. Feeling brighter again.
Open an e-mail from a PR company. Oh getting excited, this looks like a great pitch until…seriously? They will reward me for creating a post (which I take seriously and work hard at) by sending me some beautiful high res images which I can use for free? Insulting!
Take out my anger on the laundry. Feeling like a domestic diva. Kitchen clean, laundry pile getting smaller. (this is all I can ask for, I will never be caught up) Start folding towels and every single towel smells musty? Wet dogish? Sigh. Back to the start.
Make a super nutritious lunch for the kiddos. Nobody eats it. Why did I bother?
By the middle of the afternoon children are starving and cranky. Say yes to giant freezies …just to shut them up.
Bathe the dog, and then she comes in the house and rolls all over the freshly vacuumed carpet. Grr and gross.
This is how my day goes. One step forward, three steps back. Never really getting ahead, not feeling very accomplished, cloudy moments followed by bright spots of sunshine. Don’t start feeling sorry for me, these are not the ramblings of a depressed stay at home Mama. This is just the truth. What is really going on in the Suburbs. Next time you greet your nearest work at home Mama, flash her a smile, buy her a coffee, tell her you love her, it just might help her gain that one step.