I’ve been swamped lately… really, truly swamped. I have taken on some new clients (which is good… great, actually), but I’m finding that I’m feeling overwhelmed at times, and get irritated by the littlest things. I seriously have been feeling like a bad mom! I spent a few fun hours of quality time with DD the other day, doing what she LOVES to do (crafts!), then afterward I requested she play nicely by herself for awhile while I did some “mommy work”. Well, that didn’t go over well and I ended up with a 4yo under my desk poking my legs, and doing just about everything she could to interrupt me. A happy mother this does not make! LOL I get that kids do these things to get attention, but I had just spent a good chunk of time with her while DS napped…So, I took her by the hand, marched her down the hall, and asked her to *please* play in her room for awhile. This didn’t work either. Sigh. I was almost on my way to starting on a tirade (yes, I know, I’m working on it!), when I stopped myself and just went along with my day… playing with the kids, making dinner, and not getting any work done.
In turn, my work lately has been relegated to the 10pm – 1am shift, which is okay, except that I’m sleep deprived when I get up in the morning and the cranky cycle begins again.
What’s a mom to do?
Well, I announced one Friday night that, from now on, I would be claiming Saturday mornings for myself – taking off to do something just for me (relaxing at a coffee shop, going for a long walk… whatever). The next morning, however, didn’t turn out to be a “mommy morning”. I was needed, in one way or another, and it just didn’t happen. And, every Saturday morning since has been the same. I have only myself to blame, really, because if I wanted to, I could just take off and have my morning to myself. But, something keeps stopping me – and it’s called guilt. I don’t know why, because in my rational mind I know that if I’m not refreshed and rejuvenated, I’ll have nothing left to give to my family; that I’ve got to take care of myself so I can take care of others.
Some Saturday I’ll claim the morning for myself, and when I do, I’ll know that I’ve wrestled those guilt demons down… at least for one day. 😉
What a great idea claiming Saturday mornings for some "Me Time". I used to do it too. I always rise early so on Saturdays I'd let my boys sleep in and I'd head off to Starbucks with a book of my computer and just sit for a couple hours, relaxing. Then we had another baby and that time no longer exists because she is an earlier riser than I am 🙁
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Oh….to have a morning to myself 😉
Hubby wakes up early so I often head downstairs when he leaves for work in order to have some Mommy time! It's amazing how much one can accomplish sans children tugging at your legs!