I love Kristy’s blog. It is one of the first blogs I started reading when I began this whole blogging journey. I love her sassy style and her flair for writing.
Kristy believes there is no better way to spend your time than by laughing (and drinking wine).
She believes that Supermom is a Myth, and the more we dispel that myth, the more comfortable we’ll be mothering from our own hearts.
She is a 30-something married mom to one little maniac with a fulfilling career and a dream of writing.
Welcome to A Mountain Momma, Kristy!!
I Wouldn’t Say I’ve Been “Missing” Work
Do you ever roll out of bed for work with as much enthusiasm as Fred the Baker saying, “Time to make the donuts?”
Yes, I thought so.
Now, listen. I’m not going to try and tell you that it isn’t really all that bad and if you just try harder, you’ll find that magical balance of working and mothering.
I know it doesn’t exist.
I know that if you won the lottery, you’d quit your job tomorrow.
But, I also know that there are some mornings when work seems a little like a break from home. You
can go somewhere and focus your energies on something other than how many minutes it takes to microwave Easy Mac, what channel you can find Jake and the Neverland Pirates, or whether or not every single monster truck is allowed in bed at bedtime.
Instead of striving for happiness and perfection in every area of our lives, let’s just appreciate some small things right now.
Gratitude is guilt’s kryptonite.
I am grateful for having an impact on something greater than my own home.
I am grateful for an excuse to do my hair and make-up almost every day, lest I forget that I actually can look pretty sometimes.
I am grateful for friends I have made at work and the few times we can have a lunch together sans kids.
But most of all, I am grateful for holidays. Holidays are so much sweeter when you are celebrating time with family away from the stresses of a job.
So, of course my greatest joys come from the love of my family. Working just makes it all the more sweet, all the more noticeable, all the more vibrant.
Happy Labor Day, working mothers. This day is a gift.
Tomorrow is a big day for me and my kids. I’m feel better about it after reading your post!