Good morning, Mamma. I’ve been doing so much travel for work lately. New job training with lots of other working mommies; one week at corporate, one week home. Another week at corporate, back home again. I’ve gotten to see a wonderful array of working mommies in action these last couple weeks. So inspiring.
One couldn’t be there for intro day with the teacher for her special-needs daughter’s first day back. She was just wracked with guilt on this one, but emailed the teacher and planned to meet her in person when she got back. Emailed, called and texted her care-provider with repeat instructions for that first day back. My heart went out to her; it sucks to miss the first day.
Mom-Of-Toddlers did FaceTime most nights. Daddy and Grandma are her care-providers, lucky her, but she still missed her little ones and fretted daily about how they were doing in Preschool and with their potty training. Have you ever prayed for a friend’s kiddo to stay dry during Montessori? I did, at my friend’s request. And I understand why she prayed.
Mom-Of-Teenagers-Who-Is-Also-Relocating was Email Queen Of Efficiency. Inspections, move-out-dates, talking her teens through the transition, this woman amazed me. And I was so impressed at how carefully she took care of her own health. This much going on means Mamma has to be at full energy.
Two of the moms of infants brought their babes to training so that they could keep breast-feeding. One brought Grandma too, the other brought Nanny. Yes, they are blessed to have these resources, but that they would spend the money to do this (not to mention including bring-baby-to-training in their job negotiations) is wonderful and gutsy. Neither was embarrassed, neither apologized or tried to hide the fact that they brought baby to training. I applaud them both.
I had set my family up with a meal plan and grocery delivery before I left. Organized car pools and wrote it out on the fridge to be sure everyone knew where they were going, with whom and when. And I called home for blessing every night – from outside a restaurant, from my hotel room, once while walking the streets of Boston after a work event.
And, to a woman, we all planned to have energized, focused time with our families when we got home.
It can be done, girl. You can be a worker and you can be a mommy and you can stay healthy and sane. Yes, it takes coordination. Yes, it’s hard work, but there is no easy life. That there is anyone out there with an easy life is just a myth. We’re all working, we’re all messy, and we all have blessings too. Forgive the mess; focus on the blessings.
There is no perfect. But there is good.
Build your Good.