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My son graduated from college and appropriately celebrated: check. My daughter graduated from high school and appropriately celebrated: check. Product launch on track with forecast: amen and thank You, Jesus, check. It’s been a crazy, crazy month.
Like this morning. I sat down at the computer at 5 AM, meaning to write a post on parenting teenagers, when I thought, “I’ll just check email quick”. And here I am, two hours later, looking up from a rush of email, blinking like a mole emerging into the sunlight from her tunnel. Missed my writing, missed my run. GUH. Work just sucks me in!
Husband and I had a heart to heart around 4:50 this morning. We realized we’ve had dinner together as a complete family precisely once in the last four weeks. And that was take-out. I was horrified to realize this and I am horrified to write it.
This cannot continue.
Yes, I’ve been launching a much anticipated product with all the rush and pressure that involves, yes, we’ve had major life milestones and big parties to plan and execute, but we need time to be a family. Just time to be together. Time.
It’s been a bit of a case of the important stuff getting run over by the urgent stuff this month.
I’ve been gone so much this month. I think I’ve spend every penny of relationship capital I’ve built up with my family over the years. Time to get some mommying back into my working mommy life.
Yes, it’s inevitable that in the course of a life I’ll have occasional seasons when I’m gone, but if this becomes the norm, my kids and I won’t have a relationship beyond the title. I need to fix this. Tonight.
Good luck with your own balance, Mamma. I hope you’ve done a better job than I have this month at taking care of your body and nurturing your family.