Back in my mid-20’s I lived in California. I shared a bedroom with the most fun human in the world. We followed a famous boy band around various American cities and had hilarious nights out in many a Hollywood club. We spent our days shopping at Forever 21, and our nights hob-nobbing with Hollywood’s finest at the time. Long before I started my blog, in fact when I lived in London, we started writing a joint-effort-book from different continents covering our adventuring days. We also toyed with the idea of starting a blog that would see us post in tandem on whatever events and issues were relevant for each of us on different sides of the world. But then life got in the way and our plans never came to fruition.
Just yesterday I received this email from Kristina entitled “Guest Post” and funnily enough it pinged into my inbox just mere moments after I had snapped myself in rush hour traffic and torrential rain, make-upping at each red light and busting my ass to get to a media event. I openly take my hat off to all you Mama’s who are doing this routine daily – early to rise, lunchboxes filled, kids dropped here there and everywhere and hightailing it to your office or wherever it is that you spend your day making big decisions and earning your paycheck.
So, because the timing was perfect and because it fit so nicely with our plans from years before, I bring you my first guest post from my bestie Kristina.
I am an event manager. I plan and manage high profile, big budget, large scale events for a major retailer in NYC. This requires me to be highly efficient and organized which comes easy to me as I would rate myself “above average” in organization. My closet is color coordinated, my undies are folded, hand bags hung on precious hooks, shoes housed in matching plastic bins. I always know where my lipgloss, metro card, and hand sanitizer are in my purse. And then I had a precious little baby and my ability to keep my life organized has spun off into the great abyss (along with my head!).
Today, I got to work, walked into my office, set my purse down and realized that I had forgotten my laptop (the tool I use to get work done) at home. A 30 minute subway ride away. I did not however forget my lunch. I did not forget 3 empty bottles to pump in to, a burp cloth to keep myself dry while pumping, the pumping nozzle, or the cooler bag with ice pack. I did not forget to write down the times of my baby doll’s feedings for the babysitter, I did not forget to pre-fill bottles of breast milk for the babysitter and I didn’t forget to brush my teeth (today) or put deoderant on. I only forgot to bring my work laptop. To work. And it made me feel like an absolute failure.
For a person who has above average organizational skills, as well as 7 years of experience as a nanny to 3 little girls, I thought mommying would be easy for me once the time came. Now, here I am and I can’t seem to get to bed before 11pm (curse you GoT and Bachelorette!), I can’t seem to keep my floors clean, I can’t seem to go a day without forgetting to do something, I haven’t filled out the baby book (and we are in month 5!) and in general, I can’t seem to get my head above water.
Is this what they call mommy brain? Is this a “back to work” transitional phase? Would this be easier if I stopped breastfeeding? Please send me the life savers you employ that have helped you stay afloat!
PS – I should note that my husband is extra good at daddying and has transitioned into his role seamlessly. Therefore, there are many days when I yell, “But you aren’t keeping our son alive with fluid from your body!” to get even. haha.