I get the comment quite a bit, “I don’t know how you do it all.” The look on my face after someone says this to me is probably priceless. I think I immediately choke on my next word as I quickly reply with, “I don’t.” Somedays I feel like I am barely holding my head above water, but the great thing is I know I am not alone. My life is the same crazy, messy, wonderful, heart-warming, shit show that everyone else has. And when the mom guilt of working, or the work guilt of momming (I think that is a word?) sets in, I just remember this is what I chose to do.
It’s the end of the day, as I sweep up the fruit loops left over so lovingly left under the table from breakfast this morning and my eyes wonder around to the rest of the house. The laundry didn’t get folded….again….dishes still need to be put away, there is a sticky goo on the table from what I guess was a slime experiment gone bad, and instantly I just feel tired. My mind starts to wander and anxiety sets in about what I actually accomplished in the past 15 hours. And again, exhaustion sets in.
See, I am an entrepreneur, I chose this profession for myself (well actually I feel like it chose me). But with it comes circumstances that I knew would be hard. Some of those being that I work from home all while being here to raise my 3 children. This is a dream to some parents; and don’t get me wrong it truly is a blessing. But there are days…..oh are there days, especially during sweet summertime!
So what DID I accomplish today? Well when I look a little closer I was a rancher who caged up some dinosaurs, a hairdresser, a chauffeur, a chef (not a very good one), a trampoline acrobat, a sidewalk chalk artist, a joke teller, a referee, a nurse. I had a dance party in the kitchen, read a book out loud, watched and learned about fishing, celebrated a friend, played pepper with a volleyball, had a chat with neighbors, watched some fireworks, gave a bubble bath, started some laundry, fixed a sink, and raked some grass. I also in the middle somewhere cut some new leather, prepped it, and also put together a mini marketing plan.
After thinking about it and wondering, “well what did I do today?”, I actually feel pretty good about being able to fit in some work amidst the chaos of the day with children. And now that I am allowing myself some grace, I’m having a glass of wine.
The truth is, this is my circus. I chose this. I choose to not hire a babysitter for the kids. I choose to be here with them to take them places, to cook for them, to play, to fight. I choose to make memories with them, just like I choose to build my business around it all. So who cares if it the house is a mess. Who cares if fruit loops have probably been there for 2 days. Who cares if you have to pull tomorrow’s clothes out of the laundry basket. If you are like me, give yourself some grace, you are doing just fine. You are the ring master to your monkeys and your circus. Own it. And while you are at it, find some other ring master’s with a similar circus, it’ll be one hell of a show between you all.