Having tried to work from home the last couple of days has really put the whole work/life balance riddle (or joke) right in my face. Trying to be superwoman (mother, working/career woman, wife, dogsbody) just seems to get harder and harder.
Just writing this post is an example of the constant juggle between roles. I wrote the first sentence and half at 5.30pm, and then stopped to make tea. I have to say I am one of those lucky women whose other half usually cooks, and I am exceptionally appreciative of this. Except that he hasn’t been available for 3 of the last 4 days to wield the spatula – taking advantage of the fact that I’ve been home to work overtime.
During the making of the meal, kid1 had numerous questions re homework. “How do you spell ‘taught’?” “What equipment do you need for abseiling?” “What’s a crustacean?”
Kid2 retired to bed early – having come home from school early due to ongoing illness. MotH rocked up at 7.10pm, which was good timing as the TV repair man, who was due at 6 but showed at 6.50, wanted a hand to lift 50k TV out to his van. Having been to the osteopath on Tuesday for bad neck/back/hips, I wasn’t really wanting that job. MotH ably assisted, allowing me to jump in the car and head off to the Catechetics class for kid1 (though parents seem to do most of the work).
Back in the front door at 8.30pm, to listen to kid2 read out loud (“it’s worth double points, Mum!”), organise pain relief and hot water bottle for kid1, and finally return to blogging at 9.10pm. Unfortunately after all this, the dishes still need to be washed and school notices need to be filled out, and I see Virtually a librarian has similar issues – though she’s Wonder Woman. (What I’d do to have an invisible plane at times!!!!)
I know I’m grumbling, and that I shouldn’t. It has very much been my choice to have 2 children, and work full time, and try to play a significant role in my children’s education and well-being. The grumbling stems from my knowledge that at times I perform all roles inadequately – especially wife, which seems to be priority 3 after work and kids.
I find consolation in a very clear acknowledgment I am only one of many superwoman-wannabees. I work with them and have many of them as friends.
It is on a more positive note that I’ll finish this post, with an addendum:
- I promise tomorrow’s blog will not be an ‘I’ blog – enough of me, there are far bigger issues in the world, even closer to home deserve my attention and concern.