When you’re a working mum, you live with Mummy Guilt.
When you’re a single working mum, you multiply that by 7000.
Being a single mum means all the chores I used to with a partner – laundry, bathtime, grocery shopping, yard work, taking out the trash, dishes – I now do on my own. Add in a full time job and it’s no wonder that when my ex picks them up for the weekend, I collapse in a pile of exhaustion with a list of chores longer than my arm. I use my two days “off” to work through my list and try to schedule at least one activity for myself – even if it’s only as exciting as reading a book.
I never really wanted to be a working mum. Props to the people who want to do it, but I wanted to be a stay-at-home-mom. Which makes working that much more difficult.
I’m at work when I’d rather be baking cookies.
Fine, I probably wouldn’t actually bake cookies, considering most the time I burn them, but the thought is there.
When I’m at home, I’m busy catching up from being gone.
I read all sorts of articles and advice columns about finding balance and being “in the moment”. That’s all fine and dandy, but let’s be honest. There’s really only one solution that I can figure out:
Make the day 32 hours.
Since all my letters to Congress regarding this suggestion seem to go unanswered, I was wondering you had any advice to achieve this balance.