Listen up to all my mommy friends. I’m far from perfect. Let’s get that out there first.
Here’s the thing… I’ve been a workaholic, adrenalin-seeking mom for almost 8 of my 15 professional years, sheesh, and now in a round-about-way I’m a stay-at-home-lose-my-marbles-daily kind of mom, too. THEY ARE BOTH THE HARDEST THING EVER.
Recently, I did a wild thing. I hung out with some ladies I had never met before. It was nice. Actually, it was a blast. And I think a part of it was the freedom that I had no idea who worked and who didn’t. And they didn’t know anything about my crazy life either.
Because, let’s be real here. Some of us working moms have had those jealous thoughts toward the SAHM who has it so easy. You hear the stories and acknowledge that staying home with the little rugrats all day isn’t a piece of cake, but really, is she having cake during nap time? Well guess what, if she is, she made it her damn self, which is more than I can say. I get so easily distracted trying to cram in one more load of laundry or one text (that turns into 10), that I can burn anything. Truly. So if she IS having cake, she deserves it! And let’s be honest my kick-butt working mommy friends, you get lots of cake. Birthdays, appreciation parties, customer events — you’re doing just fine on that front. I’m seriously wanting in the sweets category since I’ve been sequestered to these barren pantry walls. But don’t worry, there’s still some Valentine’s candy left I think.
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We live in a world of dates, deadlines and milestones. I catch myself measuring each special moment and holiday in reference to “last year” or the “last time.” The good news is we are beyond grateful for having the chance to say these words. We loved those moments like they might really be our last. But I want to push myself beyond the milestones and monthly markers and yet I find it’s much harder than I thought.
I can’t decide why and I’m not sure there is one single answer. Maybe it’s partly because we were trapped in a time warp for two years and it feels unnatural to actually move forward. But it’s also maybe because we got stuck in a safe place and staying in that rut is easier than starting fresh, even when the rut includes the scary memories always haunting us like silent ghosts.
As I have reviewed this weekend’s photos I am reminded of our pumpkin photos last year, how we felt, what we worried about and I wonder if maybe next year it will be too far away to keep up the comparison. But I also don’t want to ever forget, because this fight never stops for our little warrior nor for hundreds of thousands of others.
It’s almost November, our month to share, so I’ve decided it’s not all bad to keep reflecting on the crazy moments. It keeps us vigil and empathetic and these qualities are what I am most thankful for learning through our journey. It’s about the baby steps we keep taking and making sure we keep an open mind for the change we face.
We celebrate where we are and we want to make sure we spread the awareness so there will be many other stories like ours.