Have planted myself at the (one) neighbourhood cafe/coffeeshop/restaurant for a glass of wine and to try to catch on on email.
Having a rough week. Nothing that I can’t handle, but I notice that changing scenery really helps.
In short, we’ve all be suffering from various viruses the last weeks, and I’m so tired of being weak. Work is busy as always and I’m 2 people short staffed. Did I mention I stepped on a scale for the first time since pregnancy? DON’T DO IT!
So, it’s time to get to work, on all fronts: I need to get healthy again (the wine I ordered is red, and I promise to drink lots of water), loose the excess weight and get enough sleep to give the being supermom another try. Supermoms don’t complain. Supermoms have high flying international jobs. Supermoms look fabulous. Supermoms do exiting things with their young toddlers. Supermoms don’t have bags under their eyes. Supermoms have dinner ready for husband and kid on time, every time. Supermoms also have time for sports, walks to the park and to socialize. Supermoms pick their kids up from daycare on time, and arrange kids outings for more then their own.
The list goes on and on … the more I write, the less eager I am to be a supermom.
I should just be me, and mom.
That should be good enough.
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