You know how, with kids, just as soon as you’ve figured out how to deal with a certain phase or problem—sleeping through the night, teething, temper tantrums, separation anxiety, whatever—that stage is done with and you’re onto the next issue? I’m kind of feeling like that with my entire life right now, only I’m not sure I’m actually coming to any conclusions. Instead, I’m feeling spread way too thin and that I’m failing miserably on all fronts.
It’s a constant juggling act: trying to be a good mom and keep my career going and keep my house clean (okay, who am I kidding, at least on the surface) and be a fabulous wife and a great friend. Only I feel that there’s not enough time in the day to devote myself 100-percent to any of these, and the result is less-than-stellar job performance.
I’m trying to stay Zen, and usually I’m pretty good at that. But right now I’m having chest pains as I look at my to-do list. Meanwhile, I’m paying someone to take care of my kids part-time so that I can keep everything else under control. Huh?
Time to take a deep breath, make a strong coffee, and reflect on ways to make this life make more sense.