Confessions of a working mom: I need to go milk myself

If you didn’t figure it out from the title, this is probably a good time to give the men in the audience an excuse to bow out. This particular post may contain a little more … insight … into the world of being a working mom than you really want to know.


Multitasking Mama

There’s one thing that every member of the Mommy Club probably had to figure out how to do well: multitasking. If my kids are home, even going to the bathroom tends to involve entertaining a child at the same time.  Most mornings I find myself doing at least two things simultaneously, but at one point this morning, I was doing 5 things at the same time.

Lulu has been going to gymnastics on Friday mornings since I’ve been on maternity leave, so I needed to get both kids and myself ready to leave the house by 8:45. I managed to feed the baby and grab a quick shower before Lulu woke up (that’s definitely a win!). After getting her out of bed, dressed and started on breakfast, I found myself engaged in literally five activities at once:


Sleep: It’s a wonderful thing

Newborns have simple needs: feed me, change my diaper and hold me. That’s pretty much it. Unfortunately, those needs don’t take a break during the night. I guess that explains why most parents are very familiar with sleep deprivation. You just learn how to function on less sleep, but that doesn’t mean you wouldn’t love to get more sleep if you can.

As a breastfeeding mom, I’ve been handling the overnight feedings. Of course Hubby’s offered to help, but I would still have to get up and pump, so it’s just not really worth it in my opinion. For the last few weeks, the Gibster and I have been waking up every 3 hours or so for him to eat. But we recently had a breakthrough.


The life of an absent-minded working mom

*Warning: For all of the non-nursing moms who read my blog (this includes you, gentlemen), this post will discuss breastfeeding. If that makes you uncomfortable, you might want to come back another day.

Last chance. Are you sure you want to keep reading?

Okay, now that they’ve left, let’s talk about the reality of being a working mom. Being a working mom means you encounter “challenges” that you probably never thought about before you became a mom. For me, the hardest part is that I seem to have become a bit, well, absent-minded.


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