I am a working mom, at least I used to be. I am gone all day and then come home and do the mom thing. There are evenings I am lucky to get the kids off the bus and can start on house work earlier than other evenings. Some nights they've had a bad day, I've had a bad day, and I am just waiting for bath time to get 20 minutes of quiet. All of us moms, stay at home or working moms have moments where we just need that 20 minutes. Sometimes I will take 5 minutes.
But now I am home all the time. I put them on the bus and I am home. I did embrace the quiet, I was working on organizing and cleaning. Now it is killing me, I am counting down until bus time to have them home. Now I am cleaning and kicking laundry's butt, however it's caught up, what do I do now? I am checking the news and social media sites, waiting for someone to give an inch to say, you're going back to work. I am waiting for that light at the end of the tunnel to say, you're going to get paid this weekend. I am ready to embrace my busy day only to come home and be a referee, a cook, and a tutor.
So day 18 and no end in sight.
So day 18 and no end in sight.
