Doing it all?

As a mom, I think I need to do it all. But am I? I am working, I am raising twins, I am not putting my clothes away. Whoops. Guess I don't have it all together. Will I ever? I doubt it. But am I wrong to be blogging instead of writing one of two articles? Yep. Maybe. I feel guilty in a way.

However, I think I am doing it all. I think we all are. I have an agricultural background. I know how to work. I won't let someone tell me I can not do something and I won't become a purden on society. I won't raise my kids to become lazy, apathetic, gamers who demand that I "work" for them. No ma'am. I will let them get a job. I will let them ride the bus. I will let them load the dishwasher. I am doing it all, including molding fine citizens. Now, will DHS read this and get upset.... No. But, will some mothers think that is not how kids should be treated, YES. Why?

In an attempt to do it all, I am eager to pull in a paycheck, while raising two milk gussling, fresh fruit eating, run in all directions kids. I don't tell them to stay in one room, I don't utilize the baby gate and I don't know if I am raising a set of hethons. Guess one more strike of not doing it all.

I curse in front of them, help them remember their grandma, make them set on the floor to have a snack. I don't get to mop that often, most of the time my fridge is a science experiment. Damn. Strike again. But, how will I know if they will remember the grungy floor or the nasty salad in the fridge? I will never know. I can handle that.

There are days I wear a hat, maybe multiple days in a row. For some reason, doing my hair pains me and makes me think that I could be selling a web blast or writing an article. Therefore, my kids often do a double take when they see me with my hair done. Oops. Strike 3, or is it 4?

My point is I am a partial stay at home mom, I am a partial employee but I am 100 percent giving life all I can. I have friends stressing out about balancing life between an office and a family? They are all women. Why do we do this to ourselves? When did we get to the point that we have to do it all? When did guilt become a way of life once a child starts growing in our wombs? My thought is always, but the changes in life are more rapid these days.

Ladies, listen. You may take your kid to daycare. Who cares? You still provide, love and teach them. You might be like me and work as many part time jobs as you can to feel fullfilled. But, what is better... getting a check or spending the day listening to a baby giggle? I was on a work call this week when one of the babes walked up to me holding a diaper and the wipe container. Strike 4,000 I guess, in some women's mind. Not mine. I think it is hilarious. She knew mommy was busy and might need a reminder that she birthed kids and they wear diapers. My bad.

So, long and short of it we can't do it all. Who gives a shit? Just us. Keep on keeping on. That is all I can say. I am going to keep on keeping on, right path for some women's values or not. Writers note: I am only writing this after my day of working from Panera. They are nice enough to let me steal wireless there for some work. I might have had a penis drawn on my computer by my brother. I may have flipped my laptop off repeatedly when it acted dumb and I was cursing outloud at the live feed of the Stock Show. Well, women looked at me like I was a creature with two heads. They had just got pedi's and a new prescription for mind altering drugs, I would venture to say. I wanted to tell them to lick my butt because I pride myself on working, making money and having the most amazing set of twins.

Peace out people. Going to tickle a baby now. Maybe change a diaper, if they are lucky.
KCK