Wednesday, March 2, 2011

the other day

The other day, I read a blog of someone that I went to high school with.

She posted about her "typical" day and then went on to write about all the amazing things she accomplishes every day: She makes homemade breakfast, then takes the kids to school, then dusts, does laundry, makes a healthy snack for the kids that are not old enough to go to school, plays with the kids, cleans up, puts them down for numerous 3 hour naps, plays with the kids again, picks up the older kids from school, teaches them music lessons from memory, makes a homemade dinner - complete with homemade dessert, plays a family game, reads books, gives baths, and gets the kids to bed.  After all this, she writes how she then uses the last few hours in the day to hang out with her husband, clean the house (again), and work on her own personal projects.  My first thought?  LIAR!  My second thought?  Why do her days seem to have so many more hours in them than mine?  Seriously! 

Evan woke up at 6 am today.  We have already had one fight where he was pulling on my pants, screaming, crying, while I tried to clean up the breakfast he wouldn't eat.  Then, I ran the compost out to the trash and he cried at the door - completing the moment by collapsing on the floor in tears when I ran back from the end of the driveway.  He is asleep now, and maybe I can squeeze 10 min of work in before he wakes up again.  Sigh!!! 

By the way, I know this sounds like a "woe is me" post, and it IS.  Let me have my moment.  :)

8 comments:

Patti :) said...

You are right she is probably wishing thats how her days go- those of us who are honest with our lives know better. Especially those of us with kids, nothing ever goes as planned.

Celeste said...

I quit reading blogs like that, best decision I ever made.
p.s. Congrats! Yours made the cut!! That means you are either- real, inspiring or funny or some combination of all three.

Chey said...

Funny. Sometimes we have days like that, (in our dreams) the rest of the time we are frantically trying to work when our kids are sleeping. I feel your pain.

Bits & Pieces said...

Hil.ar.i.ous!
I consider myself to be doing good if I don't fall and injure myself tripping over toys, dirty diapers, couch cushions, books or any other number of objects that most likely have been strewn about the floor for at least 24 hours...if not longer. Dusting, ha! As if I have enough time in my day for that!!!

Lisa B. said...

I agree with you Ang. LIAR. I hope her pants are on fire!! Most of the days I am lucky if the head count at bedtime is the same number as the head count at breakfast. If not I have to make a really embarrasing phone call to Target.

Unknown said...

Maybe she only posts after a day like that? I might have had a few days where I got that much done in the last 4 and 1/2 years! LOL. That is a post-worthy day!!! But seriously, I COMPLETELY agree with you. It sounds impossible and maybe a bit wishful! My days look a lot more like the morning you described...and sometimes worse!! LOL. Thus the reason I am up typing this post at 4:50 a.m.!! Miss you and I can't imagine anyone could be a better mother, so don't beat yourself up!

jettsons said...

The first thing I did after reading this was to try to find this friend you were speaking of! Anyway, I was also asking myself if that is what I would want out of my day. I find myself answering, "NO". I believe you can have your moment!

Cathy said...

We as women are always trying to find the balance in our lives that will allow us to believe that we are the "perfect" mother, "perfect" wife, and "perfect" housekeeper. SHE DOESN't EXIST! Except in the eyes of those who love us and depend on us. You are doing GREAT! Just know that all of your efforts are worth it and someday you will look back with fondness on these crazy days!
Love you so much!
Aunt Cathy