When being a working mom sucks

3/16/2015


This morning my alarm went off at 6am, and I thought to myself 'I don't want to go to work today. I'm too tired. I'm not ready... the laundry is not done and I couldn't get all of my to-do list completed over the weekend'. I pressed snooze. Twice. Around 6:20 I dragged myself out of bed and got dressed, tiptoeing around in the dark so I didn't wake the babes. Soren woke up around 6:45, and I went into his room to sit with him as he woke up.

'What day is it, Mommy?' he asked. I told him it was Monday, and he would be going to preschool today. He cried. I told him that sometimes mondays are hard, and I wasn't feeling like going to work today, either. By this time Poppy is always up, but today she somehow slept through all of the getting-ready commotion. I had to wake her up, which is one of the worst things to ever do to a sleeping baby. I got both kids dressed as per usual, and brought them downstairs to start breakfast. Tyler soon joined us, and I said my goodbyes and started off to work.

The whole drive there I was grumpy... thinking to myself that I wish I could stay home with the kids... that we just needed one extra day together before starting our week. I was feeling quite sorry for myself. As I walked into my office I remembered that my boss was away all week, and I'd probably have a pretty quiet morning. That sounded great - time to catch up on email and drink another coffee. I had just hung up my coat when a co-worker asked if I was ready. Ready? For what? It was 7:55 on monday morning... what could I be ready for? Ahh right... I needed to attend a management meeting in my boss's absence - and it was 4 1/2 hours long.  I was totally flustered as I left my uneaten breakfast on my desk, scrambled to make it to this meeting, and tried to get my head into 'work mode'. The meeting was fine, and luckily snacks were served, but it was still a long morning.

As I drove home at the end of the day I decided to make a nice dinner. Somehow I thought that this would help improve our day. Wrong. I made dinner to two kids crying and screaming, as Tyler tried to keep the peace and I prayed for the water to boil faster. We sat down at the table to both kids in hysterics. No particular reason... Soren of course hated dinner, and hated us, and hates 'ALL PEOPLE'. Poppy was just a snotty nosed mess - crying and smearing spaghetti around her face while demanding more milk. It got louder and louder and Tyler and I just looked at each other like, what are we doing?! What is wrong with these children?!

I don't have the answers, other than the fact that on days like this I am absolutely 100% positive we will not be having any more. I spent an hour cleaning up and making lunches, and then decided to completely ruin any healthy eating choices I've made lately and made a big batch of chocolate chip cookies. The cookies have been the best part of my day, I think. As I write this Poppy has woken up crying twice - and she's barely been in bed for two hours. Today is one of those mondays people write about hating.

8 comments:

Kelli K said...

Oh man I could have written this post, except excuse one child and add in funding time to study! Then I spend the day wondering why I'm in school as is just rather stay home - only to realize that won't pay any bills! Oh boy. Add the melting with a toddler and dog - the floor is always dirty, laundry never ending. But there are some good days right! Hang in there, your (we) are doing the best I can. Also, don't the chocolate chip cookies make it a bit better ;) haha

Michelle @ RoastedMontreal.com said...

Oh man - I feel for you. Hang in there!!

Anonymous said...

I've been having doubts about working full time, precisely because of days like that. I've gone back to work full time after both mat leaves. They are 4 and 8, and I don't feel like I'm doing a good enough job being a mom. Probably not what you want to hear, the guilt and conflicts from the balancing act never lets up.

Anonymous said...

I am a FT working mom of a 10 year old, 8 year old and 3 year old. Most of my days are like this! the stress of work and finding time to do the little things just isn't there coupled with that-dragging feeling all day because I slept 5 hours with 2 wake ups for water or a cuddle makes for an almost impossible day! But the time we do have I cherish--simply sitting down at dinner (after rushing around like crazy to get it on the table) and chatting about how their day went. And I have changed my thinking-so what if I can't do the laundry today? Or clean the stove? Maybe having a milkshake night or games night is more fun! Laundry tomorrow!!! I know it won't be long before they are grown:0

Anonymous said...

Loved the blog, just what I needed today as I have been pondering switching back to full-time. Will the guilt and heart ache for our babies ever end? Mine are 9 and 7 and I have been part-time for the past 6 years. I often wonder if I will ever feel ready to go back to full-time...

Anonymous said...

I have 2 boys, 2 and 6 and have been working part time for 6 months now. Going from full to part time was the best thing I have done-it has made such a difference. The laundry still gets left sometimes but we're all so much happier

babygatesdown.com said...

I have the sinking suspicion tomorrow will be one of those Mondays for me. Last week work was overwhelming and the family pretty much survived on take-out as a result. So I'm hoping to re-set for next week. But there are times in working parent life where it just doesn't all balance.

And agreed that a three day weekend should be more normal! Hear hear!

Hope your next week goes better for you - Louise

Anonymous said...

I work from home part time/ full time I have a 4 year old and an 11 month old. It was hard working those corporate jobs. Email for information and I can help make a change. Christine.marino@live.com.