I have a lot of people ask me ‘how I do it,’ probably once or twice a week. No, we are not talking about consuming a whole bar of dairy milk in one go (yes, something I am proud that I can do!) but working full time with a 3 year old and one on the way. I am also a step mummy to my lovely Step Son (age 11, going on 21) and manage to also have a spotless house (the OCD helps) and be a wife. It is not easy, and it means sleep is for wimps. But how do I do it? I am not 100% sure.
My day usually starts at 5:30am, with getting up with my little hunk, a shower, packing day bags and eventually leaving the house to take him to his childcare of the day (my hubby shares this too). After battling through traffic, I end up heading to work (45 mins away) and praying for no accidents. Once arriving at work, its full on. Being a Global Marketing & e-Commerce Director, mainly focussed in the UK and USA, my day is never calm, chilled or without a hell of a lot of stress. After managing most of the day in pain (joys of pregnancy), limited food (okay, lots of coffee), heartburn, exhaustion and a few arguments, its time to go home. Spending 1/2 my life on the A12 motorway to get back to Jasper to pick him up and bundle him (sometimes successfully) into the car along with his bag, shoes, jumper, juice, bowl of treats and anything else he took in the morning.
The fight then begins when we get home. Struggling to get Jasper in (if he has fallen asleep) in bed, or let him run the excess energy off before a clean up mission starts (tidying mainly) and tea is cooked. By the time we sit down, answer emails, manage the blogs and Jasper has gotten up between 2-222 times, it is about 10:30pm. It is then time for showers (we take it either now or in the morning) and bed. Then, pregnancy heartburn, restless legs and general ‘needing a wee’ kicks in all night until the alarm at 5:30am.
Don’t worry though, the weekends are great too. On top of cleaning the whole house, 3 bathrooms, washing loads (usually 3-4), ironing, shopping, collecting parcels, seeing friends & generally everything else, we then have the whole next week to look forward to. Oh, and of course annual leave! Last year 18 of my 20 days annual leave was used looking after a poorly Jasper (as we only get statutory sick pay) and 1 of those days was used for a personal hospital appointment. Not bad hey – 1 day of actual annual leave in a whole year. And to congratulate myself, I will be getting another little bundle of love in May.
So, how do I do it? No idea. Am I shattered? Yes. Annoyed when others moan about their day drinking coffee, being at home and struggling with just schools runs? Yes. Those that actually have annual leave? Yes. Generally a moody cow….? Yes!
Love and Kisses to everyone who puts up with me, god knows how you do it!