It appears, dear friends and readers, that I can’t do it all.
I can’t be super mommy.
I can’t be super marketing-lady.
I can’t be the best wife in all the world.
I can’t be a blogger extraordinaire.
I certainly can’t be an amazing cook or baker.
And, I can’t even be a super-great, email-returning and phone-call returning friend and daughter.
It appears that my life, for a brief moment, has slightly overtaken me.
I always talk about seasons. How throughout our lives our circumstances change as quickly as they begin; just like the seasons. I’m thankful for these changes. Sometimes everything is “OMG-AMAZING!” and, well, sometimes things are tough.
Well, dear friends — even though it’s 90 degrees outside, I’m hovering in winter. I feel as if I’m in a blizzard. I can’t necessarily even see what’s in front of me. I’m over it.
This isn’t like me.
I hate winter. (Hence living in Mexico.)
If I were being honest, and I try to be, I would imagine this is a pretty common feeling for Moms all over the world. Especially working Moms. Especially working Moms of a toddler and a baby who are 19 months apart.
We just can’t do it all.
And ugh. That is such a ridiculously tough pill to swallow.
I wish I was a born under-achiever.
This would all be much easier.
–end of pity party and public self-analyzation–
In other news: Lila starts school on Monday. (tear)
Her Daddy took her to buy new tennis shoes today. She wanted these… because they’re “piiiiiink”.
Ah, this makes me smile.
Where did Baby Lila go?