
It is now exactly 10:42 at night. I’m sitting at my computer staring at a blank page, wondering what to write. An actual column in AmeriKidz? Me? Right, like moms are going to care what I have to say. And then I realize how many moms are in the same boat I’m in at this very moment. Well, not necessarily about the writing thing, and I’m not really in a boat per-se, but definitely the mom thing. Um. Moving on...
First, let’s take a good look at my desk. I have a tower of bills to the left of me, ready to collapse at any moment. On my right is a planner filled to the brim with deadlines, play dates, MOPS meetings, family events and rehearsals. In front of me is a wonderful hutch that sits on top of my desk - my attempt at organization. It is stuffed with photos, CD’s, Pantone books, extra Christmas cards, business cards, birthday cards from last August, Amerikidz files, computer cables... and is decidedly not organized.
Now, let’s take a look at my house. The laundry is piling up, the dishes need to be unloaded and the beds aren’t made. One might possibly be able to make a new dog out of the hair on the floor. The dogs (guilty of leaving said hair) don’t have any water and are staring at me as if to say “hello lady, my tongue is a desert here!” My 18-month-old daughter, Jamison, has left every last one of her toys strewn on the kitchen floor. Sound familiar?
Last, but not least, let’s take a look at me. My hair is pulled back and a bit greasy. I’m already on my third cold of the year (I swear I never got sick until I had a child. More on that in a later column), and I’m running out of Kleenex. I’d love a mani-pedi, but I just don’t have the time. Or money. I’m a wife and mother. I own a design firm. I sing. Somewhere in the back of my mind there is a voice screaming “I AM A DOMESTIC DIVA!” And it’s all okay.
Admit it, we have all been there, ladies. Once we gave birth, we entered a club of privileged women who truly know the importance of a good hug, quality time, psuedo-organization and Elmo. Even when all is crazy, we know that we’re the ones to make it right. And we get to look good doing it!
So, welcome to my brain, my thoughts and my column. I’ll be the one saying the things that you’re thinking, talking about the experiences we all go through as moms. Let’s just hope we make it!
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