So, I was just told that the reason I need help getting things done in the house is because I cant find balance - Because being a stay at home mom 24 hours a day and also building an incredibly successful business is really easy, right 😉 You know even for people who seem to have to all together sometimes have things pile up in the house and even need help at times! Crazy right? Seriously, Ill need a nanny in the future... I just am not SuperWoman. I WISH but I know Im not. Im not going to lie, being told that really stings because I work my butt off every. Single. Day. I do my best. I go to bed exhausted. I wake up exhausted. But I wake up happy & blessed to know every day I do my best. I do everything I can. I stay up even when Im tired to get things done. But... I cant do it all by myself. Its difficult when youre expected to! 😉 I know some can relate to this, especially those SAHMs and military spouses trying to really build their businesses! Its hard enough just raising a kiddo let alone working at the same time! Thats work in itself: 7:00am: Get up & let the dogs outside 7:02am: Make a bottle for Olivia 7:05am: Unload the dishwasher and/or re-run if it hasnt been thoroughly cleaned 7:10am: Take my pills, fill my water bottle, look at my to-do list for the day & wonder how on earth Im going to get everything done 7:15am: Fix the sippy cup because the lid is leaking, let the dogs in, yell at them to stay off the furniture, yada yada 7:18am: Turn on Bubble Guppies or Dora the Explorer for Olivia while I start responding to my long list of emails 7:21-10:30am: Tell Olivia to stop banging drumsticks on the glass vase, yell at the dogs to stop barking at each other, then have to get Olivia away from the vase only to crawl back to the vase, so then she crawls towards me and deletes my email I was writing. I have my list of people to call and I try to call them, but she starts screaming, so I tell them kindly I will call them right back. Again, banging on keyboard, so I move to the dining table and she is dragging on my leg crying to be picked up as I say, Hold on baby, mama will pick you up in just a second, and I pick her up, more banging. Put her back with her toys and sit on the floor with her trying to keep up with my to-do list of contacts and nothing is distracting her SHE WANTS THIS KEYBOARD OMG so I set it up and bounce her around and play airplane for 5-10 minutes and blow raspberries on her tummy, then I start replying to email again and write down who I need to call back and who hasnt been called yet. YAY playtime! Lets play with your dump truck! Want to bang on drums? YAY! Lets make noise! Lets go see the birdies outside! Want to play in the water? Okay lets get some bowls and play with the water. Want to read? No, okay! At least we tried! 10:30-11:30am: Naptime. Oh wait, its not nap time because she is fighting it and I at the same time am trying to get her to sleep because I have an 11am coach sign-up, but its 10:50 and no signs of stopping soon. I put her on the floor and she starts crying, pick her back up, play airplane. Bounce her on my hips and try to email with one hand and Im getting pretty good at it so I keep doing that... she starts to fall asleep, I try to lay her down, NOPE not happening, pick her up, put her to sleep (No CIO in this house), put her down for her nap - oh wait daddy is home for lunch - I give her to him to take. 11:30-12:30pm: Do I have enough time to take a real shower? No, so Ill just rinse off and shave the parts people might see like my armpits. Oh the bathroom is filthy, okay, Ill just clean it WHILE Im in the shower because I know itll never get cleaned - scrub scrub, clean awesome... Oh Olivia wants mommy? Olivia needs shower, too? Okay Ill hold you while mommy washes in the shower - its ok! I got this. Get out, put my makeup on, look in the mirror OH CRAP my eyeliner is crooked, wipe it off. Okay cool, dry shampoo. Shake, shake, shake, brush, brush (sometimes no brush), ponytail it is. Cool. Same thing I wore yesterday? No problem, I got ya. Same pants? Okay. Fill my water bottle? Grab spare diapers? Is she still sleeping? Okay. Let the dogs outside, respond to emails while Im trying to re-fill the water pitcher and putting socks on, hilarious to see, grab my clothes on the dryer - sh**, no time to fold them, OH WELL , shake shake shake take the wrinkles out. Crap, I DIDNT EAT TODAY! OKAY QUEST BAR FTW! Take mid-morning pill, leave the house, no time to make a shake. 12:30-12:50pm: Drop Nate off at work. What time do I need to get you? 3. Are you sure? 3:30. Are you sure? 4:00. Are you sure? Yeah. 12:50-1:15pm: Ahhh finally errands... 1:15-2:00pm: Fighting in the middle of the store as Olivia tries to stand backwards in the cart, screaming, sending voice text messages to people I need to catch up with on my to-do list because I CANNOT stop and send a text. Oh, erase that, stop that, Olivia, please dont yell mommy is trying to send a message! Okay, 3 deletes later... PERFECT 60 SECOND MESSAGE.... shoot, it didnt work, remake it.... Olivia, no yelling! CRAP! Okay 3rd time.. nope, 4... Okay, Olivia do you need to nap? Ok... 2:00-2:15: Fighting to get her in the carseat, unloading whatever I picked up. 2:15: Leaving parking lot. 2:15-2:20: Driving. Hit stoplight. Crying. Like end of the world screaming AHH its ending! Oh she spit her paci out, Hold on baby wait until mommy is at a stoplight - oh someone is calling, awesome, let it go to voicemail. Ill get it later. 2:20-2:22pm: RED LIGHT HOORAY try to reach back and grab it oh cant, have to get out of the car open back door, put it in her mouth. AWESOME keep driving and hoods in her eyes, have to wait for a new stoplight. 2:25pm. Stoplight. Awesome. No more crying Goodnight baby, oh YES mommy can eat some LUNCH NOW! WOOHOO! Where to go? Chipotle? Cool. 2:30: Text message. Im done at work. Youve got to be sh********* me. Okay, be there soon. I guess Im NOT getting everything done today.... maybe tomorrow. Yeah right. HAHA 2:40-2:45pm, arrive pick up. 2:45-3:15pm: Drive home, come home, check mail, no mail, all junk, throw away. 3:15-4:15: Catch up with everyone I missed this morning, check in on my groups, check my online office, write down more people I need to catch up with TODAY! Make Olivia a bottle and also get her some big girl food.... 4:15-5:15pm: Cool, some down time to read 5-10 pages from my PD books and maybe even whip out my new nutritional certification - oh great, cant do that, have a list from earlier I couldnt get done! So lets nail that out. 5:15pm: Olivia wakes up. 5:15pm-7:45pm: Somehow CLEAN the house, usually floors and couch and rug now, what am I making for dinner? Nate what do you want? IDK. Okay whatever, Ill just make whatever. Olivia, stop doing that, DOGS stop doing that, come on girls, come eat your food, Olivia want some peppers? Okay Mommy will slice them for you! Lets sit in your Bumbo! Mommy can get some stuff done... oh theres chicken on the keyboard? No big deal Ill wipe that off. Olivia, are you still hungry? Okay mommy will get you something, dinner is still int he oven.... sending voice messages to my to-do list must contact these people ... must. contact. these people. OLIVIA do not throw that! 7:45-8:30pm: Eating dinner standing up like usual in the kitchen getting emails done, daddy is still sleeping, and writing on my Facebook pages, checking in on people, watching Olivia make a mess of herself eating dinner, while Facetiming with dad and/or mom, multitasking at its finest... cleaning the kitchen for like the 5th time today because theres s* everywhere. Daddy wakes up, eats. Great, Liv needs a BATH NOW! awesome, Nate can you fill the tub please, no wait never mind you take her Ill fill the tub.... 8:30-9:00 BATH TIME! Sweet! I can catch up, sitting on the bathroom floor, laptop on the toilet, responding to people - seriously, every night! 9:00pm-9:15pm: Fight Olivia to put her diaper on, brush her hair, clean her ears, brush her teeth. She fights to go to sleep. 9:15pm-9:30pm: Daddy is sleeping already on the couch, Ill try to get her to sleep... crap, its 9:30pm, I cant get this done... okay, try to get her to sleep while trying to work from my iPhone.... nope cant do it, Nate wake up, please take her. 9:30-11:30pm: FINALLY. Some tv maybe? Okay Ill turn something on but I wont watch it because Im too busy catching up doing everything I should have done throughout the day. Maybe shell sleep all night? Sweet. 11:30pm-1:30am: Daddy goes in the bedroom to sleep, Olivia wakes up, night owl she is, mommys girl BIG TIME, okay sweetie you can be with mommy mommy needs some time to herself right now to work... Trying to get stuff done.... sh* I am a bad parent, I turn on Bubble Guppies for a minute to distract her so I can finish up this training vid and email my coaches 1:30am-2:30am: Still have to-do list, cant go to sleep... still have to work out... omg... shes wide awake... I work out, hold her try to do squats with her and play, nope, not happening, crying, crying, eek! Daddy take her I dont care if youre sleeping take her I need 30 minutes.... takes her, doors close, screaming, crying, okay I take her, she stops crying... 2:30-3:00am: Holding her WHILE she is sleeping singing You Are My Sunshine over and over and over again, trying to wipe my makeup off, washing my face one handed, etc etc... put her down in the bed, change clothes, turn my light off, then on again... 3:00am-4:00am: Finally respond to everyone. And fall asleep. 4:00am: Great. I have to get up and go to the bathroom. 4:00-4:30am: Try to sleep.
Posted on: Fri, 16 Jan 2015 19:41:24 +0000
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