Single Mom Days

When my kiddos were little and I was married and going through grad school I used to get all the time: How do you do it? How do you raise your kids, go to school and keep your marriage going? The answer was you just did. I worked hard at it all, but it was exhausting. Life is exhausting at times. Today was one of those days. Single parenting and working is one of the most challenging things that I have ever done. It's the same answer as from my early years though, I work hard at it and sometimes you just have to do things regardless of how tired you are, because if you don't do them- no one will. There is no tag out, no one else to grab your slack. So sometimes it means setting a 10 minute timer to get something done and learning to be ok with the fact that the job isn't complete in 10 minutes, but you at least did part of it.

You're probably wondering where this is all started, so let me tell you a story about my day.

It was a snow day here, and I am currently blessed to have a job and a manager that allows me to work from home as needed. I let her know that I needed to work from home today and that was that. Except it wasn't. I had meetings scheduled straight through from 10am to 2pm that I needed to attend, so I said a few prayers that my kiddos would behave. I was hoping that I could manage to hole myself in my room and get through my meetings and outstanding work that needed to be done. In a perfect world, I would have just taken the snow day and had one of those fun days of movies, cookies, naps and board games. The hard truth is that I was off at the end of last week and I had things that needed to be addressed today for work. A little mommy guilt about that, but it's ok.

The start of our day wasn't too bad. I told the kids to get themselves breakfast and do their chores. A quick check-in at 9:50 to stress they needed to get dressed and do their chores and tell them I would be in meetings for hours and would find time to make them lunch about 1pm. I set-up shop in my bedroom corner facing the door, so that the video conference could be salvaged if a child came in to do a naked booty dance (it's been known to happen!). My youngest brought me a bagel because she thought I might be hungry. Super sweet! In direct contrast to her though, I had to step out of the conference to deal with some sort of screaming chaos with my boys, though I'm still unclear what exactly was the issue.

From that point onward we spiraled down, child #3 insisted on instigating things with everyone. Thankfully, my last meeting cancelled because I was having extreme technical difficulty with my remote connection to work. There were so many moments of me stopping what I was doing to go break up a fight, offer consolation and give directions (again!). I was exhausted from trying to juggle work brain and mom brain. No one was getting the best of me, but I was showing up and doing my best in the moment. As my children spiraled and my brain became more frazzled that was of course when the new nanny arrived for her training. There's not much worse than trying to keep your cool when your really frazzled, your kids are pushing buttons, and you have an intent audience.....

I survived my day with them, shipping one off to gymnastics, going off to coach my own gymnastics classes, and their dad coming to get them for his dinner night. I can say that when my second job wound down for the evening I was spent. Here's the thing though, that's when my night kicks off. I had to eat dinner, make snacks and lunches for the next day, get a load of laundry done, pay bills, etc. All of those "adult" tasks that I cannot pawn off on my kids and given that there's not another adult here it falls to me. I don't mind most of the time. Tonight I didn't mind either, I was just frazzled still and in need of companionship. There are moments like tonight where I didn't mind the 8 million little tasks that I needed to accomplish for the night, but I would have liked to have a human connection. I wasn't exactly lonely, just craving companionship. It'd be great to finish a crazy day like this and be able to share it with someone, to go to bed and just be held until the stress leaves your body. I can't dwell on what I don't have at the moment. All I can do is focus on my blessings and be grateful for the strength I was blessed with to get through my day. I can pray for a peaceful day tomorrow for myself and my children. And that's exactly what I am doing.