It’s not often that my day is worthy of making many people jealous. It’s usually the other way around. I think about you people that get to go to work a lot. You get to go to the bathroom – by yourself. You can type an email out and use both of your hands. And when someone colors on the wall, you don’t have to put anyone in time out. Dry erase boards are awesome.
I’ve never heard of having to change your boss’s diaper, God forbid. It’s also unlikely that you’ve had to ask your co-worker to stop singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star “jazzy style” at the top of his lungs. Yeah, yeah. It’s my bed and I’m gonna lie in it. But sometimes, I’d like to lie in a bedroom that doesn’t have poopy-pants McGee wandering into it at 6:30 in the morning.
But, I’m going to stop my complaining. Because…. because yesterday the grass was greener in my lawn. Yep, listen up all you people that get to pee by yourselves, you are going to be jealous. Because while you were in the stall by yourself checking your email on your smart phone, I was enjoying the fall weather with my girlfriends, whilst sipping champagne on the patio. And yes, garden-picked raspberries were floating in our glasses.
Despite the rumors, the stay-at-home-mom gig does not involve many bonbons or soap opera watching. It’s a lot of work. Much of it is rewarding. Some of it is not. But on the days when the kids are in the sand box, it’s a balmy 72 degrees outside, and I have a champagne glass in my hand, life is good.
So here’s my Mom-Tip of the Day: It’s easy to get bogged down in the baskets of laundry, the need to make dinner, and the overwhelming amount of dirty diapers. But, take it from me… one afternoon of taking it easy can make it all seem worth while. Whether it’s champagne with friends, reading a magazine on the couch, or taking a bubble-bath mid-afternoon, remember that you have to take care of yourself too. And you never have to tell a soul. It can be our little secret.
A happy mom makes a happy family,
P.S. Here’s my side note that I feel compelled to add on behalf of me and my fellow Prosecco drinkers: I hereby swear that we were all responsible parents and no one over-indulged. Please don’t send any hate-mail or be a Debbie Downer. Thank you. 🙂
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