Yesterday was one of those days where I got everything done on my to-do list, and I did my job well, and I felt like a good mom, and I just felt like I was on top of everything. I attribute it to asking for help. I’ve recently realized that if what I want to do full-time is be a writer/librarian, then I have to DO that full-time, and not do the mom thing all the time and always push aside my desires.
That’s not to say my kids don’t come first, but the opposite: Sachin went to afterschool care and I worked on book edits and got in a phone call about revisions and so when he and his big brother came home, I didn’t feel like a frazzled wreck. I could just concentrate on THEM, instead of trying to juggle everything and do it all. I think I’ve wanted to be a working mom for a long time, but I’m just now getting the guts to say: I’m a better mom when I work everyday. I don’t feel like they’re getting in the way of something or stopping me from doing something. That definitely wouldn’t make me a good mom.
So that’s to say: I hope there are a lot more good days in the future because I’m learning to outsource help, and to be present when my kids are home. Oh, and Gregg bought a Roomba, so obviously life can only get better from here.
Earrings: Fossil (I don’t know if you can tell, but they’re little owls. LOVE!)
Skirt: Old Navy
Tights: Simply Vera (Kohl’s?)