Every month I say I’m going to write, and
then every month goes by with me writing less and less. I am still active on
Facebook, Twitter and Instagram if you follow me there, which I hope you do
because if this is how you get your Cat in Heels updates, then you’re woefully
behind.
So what’s been happening? The twins turned two, I still work a
lot, I haven’t been shopping and have bought zero new shoes for me (the twins
on the other hand…) and I continue to stress about every little thing because I’m
a generally anxious individual and a mom, which makes you more anxious, so
really if there was an Olympic sport for anxiety, I would totally be a
contender.
In all this working and moming and being a wife, there’s not a
lot of time left for me. This weekend I sat with a friend as my twins and her
two children tore her house apart and we discussed the woes of moming. There’s
the working mom guilt that you never get to spend enough time with your kids,
and then on the weekends you try, but you also need hubby/family time, but then
there’s you a time and you could really use a trip to the salon or a few hours
to buy new bras because pregnancy and breastfeeding has forever changed your
boobs; but then you aren’t with your kids; and you need new Spanx because
summer is coming and dresses and inner-thigh-chub-rub; so you need time for the
gym, but then you don’t see your kids, but those yoga classes would be great;
and I want new shoes, but my kids got new shoes; Husband says buy something and
treat yourself, but shouldn’t I be starting a college fund; and oh my god my
roots, seriously, that hair appointment; and I really just need a minute to not
be grabbed and yelled at and stop shrieking; wow I’m gonna miss this Monday; damnit
your head is hard, I think I lost a tooth… Aren’t they precious when they’re
sleeping?
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| Happy 2nd birthday to these two monsters. |
This is the eternal Mom Struggle. The idea of “having it all”
when in reality all we should really be striving for is a little balance and to
avoid getting our teeth knocked out by toddler heads (why are they so hard?).
No one ever asks men how to have it all, or how they balance everything, yet in
many homes men take on equal roles, helping with housework and kids and so on,
and no one ever asks them about “it all.”
What the fuck does that mean anyway?
It’s some arbitrary bullshit people made up to be able to say dumb things to women when they work and have kids, when in reality
that just makes us parents. Whether your job is in the house, raising kids, going to an office, traveling for work or whatever, you have to make it work, and that includes getting some me time (which also applies
to dads).
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