I can’t be the only person who thinks there isn’t enough time in the day to live every aspect of life required, right? Like, I can’t possibly live online and offline at the same time. Even when I know what I need to do I fall behind. It’s a balancing act, having the career I want and the family experience I want but for the first time in ever, I do feel like I’m starting to get the hang of it.
It’s been a whirlwind of a few weeks for me. A lot of traveling. A lot of learning. And a lot of emotional healing going on at home. As I write this, I’m on the road again, having left Delilah with a lipstick mark to remember me by while I wing it to San Antionio for a few days to talk tires with other influential Moms (I swear I’m not calling myself that, the organizers are). Oh the glamour of this life I lead.
I had my girl all to myself for most of the week so I was in true full-blown Work at Home Mom fashion, with no time for quiet or organizing my thoughts. I started changing meeting locations to my own house so that my child you run amok with her toys while I kept up with my professional commitments. But it worked out in the end. I think I got everything done, except for of course, post all the things to this blog I thought about telling you guys. And now I’m going to Texas to test drive safety tires. Which I know is going to be fun because…hello? driving on a course? FUN. Hanging out with like eight other ladies I know and love? FUN. But getting ready to take yet another few days away from my family? I’m so tired. When I overextend, no one wins. I can’t be the wife I want. I can’t be the Mom I want, and I can’t be the writer I want. I’m learning to reign that in. I’m slowly getting better. Because if I can’t kick my workaholism for my own good, it’s getting harder and harder to leave my family.
Brooke + her first born.
Which (LEFT TURN!) speaking of not being the Mom you thought you’d be, I want to introduce you to my urban homesteading idol, not to mention the first Mom friend I made with Dee on the outside, my beloved Brooke, who — you guessed it, will be kicking off her brand spankin’ new contributorship here at The818 with a post that made me laugh out loud about well…the Moms we think we are, and the Moms we actually turn out to be.
Brooke introducing her own Mama to her chickens.
And before I bid you happy Friday, here were my favorite things to read on the Internet this week:
Kristen at Rage Against The Minivan tells you all about how to make sure you’re seeing the things you want to see in your Facebook timeline, because Facebook and their constant changes can suck it.
My friend Lindsey just got back from an 8 month trip around the world, and her blog posts documenting the experience are incredible. READ THEM ALL.
Are you pregnant? (I’m not. SOB.) This is hilarious.
Cool Mom Picks rounded up the best ideas for Easter Egg Decorating so I gave up on life.
Elizabeth who I love with my whole heart wrote this poignant post about love.
Sarah at Whoorl wrote an emotional post about her health and what finally woke her up to the need for better self care. Don’t miss it. It hit home for me HARD.
And Happy Friday. Have you been purging? I have, we’ll talk about it soon.
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