Remember that time, I had a pretty good blog.
I would write things. You would read them.
Sometimes we would laugh at my parenting shenanigans and other times we would cry about my past traumas.
We built a relationship. We were falling in love.
I took you out for coffee on Saturday mornings and showed you photos on Wednesdays. We had a routine.
Then I started seeing other people. Well, I had been cheating on you for months with Roller Derby. However, recently, I started also seeing Education.
My life is squeezing my blog out. It is squeezing my time for reflection and creativity in this space to an all time low. My blog already lived on the fringe of my family time. It slept at my feet and often got kicked off the end of the bed.
Well, now The Mother Flippin’ Blog is sleeping on the floor in the basement.
Let us take a moment to review my ridiculous schedule.
- Monday is now assigned reading night after an early evening of helping with homework and making dinner.
- Tuesday I have an online class followed by half a roller derby practice after an early evening of helping with homework and making dinner.
- Wednesday is my only free night and my two oldest boys have karate. After which I try to squeeze in a little homework so that I can be ahead of the curve.
- Thursday is roller derby scrimmage night (FUN!) after an early evening of helping with homework and making dinner.
- Friday used to be family night and if I can squeeze that in, I end up staying up until midnight finishing my online assignments and working on my portfolio.
- Saturday, if I do not have a roller derby bout, I have a day at home with my little ones that I spend cleaning at a relaxed pace.
- Sunday, a final roller derby practice (Endurance. Uuuugh!) an online class and meal prep for the upcoming week.
This does not include the 40-60 a week I work, have meetings or the time I take to be a good wife, daughter, sister and friend.
I am breathtakingly busy.
I am an overacheiver by trade. I could be less busy if I chose to get less than a perfect 10 on every assignment. Why would I do that though?
I could have more time, if I didn’t try to help my children with their homework or insist on tucking them into bed on the nights I do not have to skate. Who would ever want to miss those kisses and snoozles.
I have also started doing research for my book and sometimes, I open up a dusty box and find anxieties, depression and sorrows I was not looking for. When that happens, I slip up into my attic and hide until I can allow myself to cry it out on my yoga mat or into my keyboard.
I now remember why crock pots are the greatest invention of all time. I check my calendar every morning and still managed to miss my first physical in two years.
(Don’t worry, I will call and reschedule.)
I am tired but I miss you. I will try to remember to call every once in a while until our casual dating can turn into something more serious.
Until then, feel free to date others but don’t forget about me.