No parent since the beginning of time has ever been allowed the luxury of doing (or even thinking about) one thing at a time.
The very nature of being a mom or dad is that something extra is constantly being placed into your hands, something that you absolutely MUST keep up in the air, or everything will come crashing down around you.
Featured in the juggling act:
*Tidy house/clean clothes/edible food v. babies who need feeding/toddlers who need to read the same book for the 12th time in an hour/a partner you would like to remain in touch with before you’re both relying on walkers.
*Working outside the home v. family. Feels about like trying to juggle twenty hand grenades at the same time, all with the pins pulled out and ready to blow.
*Desperately-needed time alone v. siblings who must be supervised at every moment lest a bloodbath result.
*Exhaustion-inspired meals of hot dogs, Gatorade, and Oreos v. our sincere commitment to pumping our loved ones’ systems with calcium, fiber, and anti-oxidants.
*Time with friends and family (or anyone who represents a connection with the outside world) v. the constant tug of tiny hands that legitimately need to be held.
Living in the spotlights of all three rings of the parenting circus requires the juggling skills of an expert. Here’s a little secret that might help: Dropping a ball or two might make the audience gasp with shock for a brief moment, but before you know it they’ll be laughing again, in awe of your talents. Just pick up the dropped balls and act like nothing happened. The show will go on.