workingmama

I’m a working mama, struggling to balance my kids’ lives, my career, financial obligations, my relationship with my husband and (god forbid) my own needs! I have a sneaking suspicion I am not alone. Sometimes I feel like I got the raw end of the feminism stick. I was brought up in the 70’s and 80’s to think I could  do it all. Remember those Enjoli commercials? ‘I can bring home the bacon…. fry it up in a pan….’ then whip my hair our of a ponytail to have these lustrous locks. Well, the reality is more like, get up a 6:00 a.m. do my little pilates / yoga routine for 15 minutes , if I’m lucky, and then it’s beat the clock till we’re out the door. I don’t stop most days till I fall into bed. The whole story has been amplified this week as my husband has been away on a work trip to Kauai, Hawaii ( I’m trying not to be jealous) and I, who, am now freelancing, was asked to work full time downtown in a stressful advertising/ corporate environment–which is great because we need the dosh BUT trying to organize my life is like maneuvering troops! Sigh –Let me introduce myself. I am a 40 something (40 is the new 30 right?) urban mama living in San Francisco. I have two boys aged 8 & 4 and an Abyssinian Guinea Pig named Felix.  We moved out of a lovely neighborhood where we were renting a cute but small cottage  we dubbed ‘The Bayou’, to buy in the last affordable neighborhood in the city akin to the bowels of Brooklyn or….  I’m sure there is an equivalent in most cities. So here I am… a  Working Mom, a  Writer/ Producer/ Yoga Teacher/ Doula–AKA Psycho Mommy crazy woman. I wouldn’t change  most of my life for anything BUT how did it all get so crazy. Today alone,  I made 3 lunches ( left my own on the kitchen counteer alas), showered and shampooed two boys , folded a load of laundry, made pancakes ( had batter from the weekend in fridge–don’t think I’m too Martha Stewart), bought tickets to the new Indiana Jones movie online, laid down cinnamon extract to combat our ant problem in an environmntally friendly way, took out the garbage, did the dishes, paid a few bills AND that was all before 8 a.m.  It’s not so much that I am complaining , I just find it all so humorous. I just popped out to Starbucks for a quick pick me up ( I quit caffeine last year after too many anxiety attacks and am much better now ). I wanted a  ‘medium  decaf cafe au lait’  ( I of course love latte’s but I decided I can’t afford them and an au lait is a nice alternative)–the ‘barrista looked at me and said ‘a tall decaf mista’–OY, I didn’t know the jargon! I just have to find humor in the smallest slices of life and right now my life is all about making it all fit together like a Big Puzzle. I thought it would be fun and cathartic to write this blog –so stay tuned for more episodes from the Dark Side of a Working Mom’s Life!

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