A bunch of whining and moaning that you may just want to skip over
Just between you and me, while I will smile and appear perfectly fine to the world today, on the inside I’m all knots and anxiousness. I have a fatty mcfat fat article due tomorrow, the magazine I work on has to be completed by tomorrow and then I have 4 more articles to write for another magazine that I still kinda work on by Friday. And I’m leaving my baby this weekend to hang with some of my best girls in Atlanta (but you know we’ll be calling it Hotlanta).
And while I cannot wait to see them and will enjoy the daylights out of it, any trip produces anxiety for me, in that I have to find time to pack (which seems impossible to me at this point), buy a few things and sop up tons of time with my babe so I miss her less while I’m gone. So, I’m stressing. Especially because the feeling that’s totally trumping the stress right now, by far outweighing all the shit I have to do, is what I want to do. And that’s bundle up my munchkin and enjoy this fall day with her. Walk through the leaves, watch her delight as I throw them into the air so they come gently floating down onto her hair.
While I enjoy my job and am so so so lucky to be doing it, there are days when being a working mom is just too much work. Too overwhelming, too much feeling like, “How the hell am I going to get it all done?” Usually, for probably 350 of the 365 days of the year, I am a-okay and can juggle and multitask my life so it all fits and works and I’m a happy, happy girl. But today is one of those 15 days when I can’t quite get my shit together. Plus, I’m PMSing, so that doesn’t really help. Anyways. I know I’ll be feeling better tomorrow. Thank you for letting me vent. I honestly already feel better. Now, it’s off to work. Let’s hope traffic is on my side today or I think all my organs may explode.