I am becoming the queen of over-extending myself. I'm sure a lot of you, especially the women readers out there, can relate to this. I know for a fact that this is a quality I get from my mother. She has always been the master of telling everyone yes.
I think back to when we were kids and how much she did. Every school project. Every piano lesson. Every performance, practice, and recital: she was there. She never missed a moment. Always present and excited to be with us. She successfully juggled three kids and a demanding job without a complaint.
Now, I know it wasn't all roses. I remember her being overwhelmed and know that she struggled at times. Who wouldn't? The point is, she always seemed to get it done and was pleased to do it. She managed to have success in the workplace and be an amazing mom, all while being under-appreciated. Because honestly, who could really fathom the amount of work she was doing besides another woman doing the exact same thing?
I'm starting to feel comfort in the juggling of life. As much as I get overwhelmed when I have a million things to do, I get pleasure in the fact that this is what is going to make me a good mother someday: making sure things are taken care of, everyone feels okay, learning what is not important, and throwing a lot of fun in the mix.
It reminds me how young I am and how much I still have to learn. It humbles that part of my brain that thinks it has it all figured out. It silences that piece of me that gets frustrated with my mom when she cares so much. The mastering of the juggle is me becoming a woman, hopefully one that is someday half as good as my mom.
In the meantime, Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Laceys. (By the way, these don't have eggs!)