As I was looking back over some of my Facebook posts over the past year or so, I noticed a trend. Almost ALL of them dealt with my role as a mom. Whether it was some crazy vacation destination or some life cycle event, my children or husband's antics were chronicled. I reached a conclusion: motherhood is funny. Not funny like peculiar, but seriously chuckle-worthy, laugh until you snort kind of funny. I'm not saying everyday because, today for example, my three sons were lucky to make it to bedtime without being sold on e-bay. In hind sight though these are the days that we revisit after we've caught our breathe from fear or anger and seriously laughed about with our spouses or friends. And after all, don't we all need a good laugh every now and then?
So who am I? I am a mother of four - three children to whom I've given birth and one to whom I am married. I work three full time jobs none of which provide me with a super high financial income but an amazingly high satisfaction level. During the day I work at a school where I find funding to support the amazing programs available to the students. Tucked throughout the day, evenings, weekend, school holidays, and vacation I am a mother to three boys ages eleven, seven, and two - yes, I drink. At night and the wee hours of the morning I am a full time college student. I just completed a bachelor's of art in Global Studies and felt compelled to continue the agony and have just started a master's program in Organizational Leadership. Did I mention I drink? Throughout it all I occasionally take a step back to marvel at everything in my life.
So, where does all of this fit in? I couldn't help but notice that we moms seem to have some common grounds. We cheer when our children succeed, become morose when our children fail. We have been known to leap tall buildings in a single bound when we felt our children were being slighted. Our spouses piss us off on a REGULAR basis but they are good people and we couldn't dream of traveling on this journey without them. Well, there is the solo trip to a tropical island for a few days that we all dream about but you know what I'm getting at... This whole thing - being an adult, not having enough money, wondering if we are doing the right thing, being a parent, being a spouse is soooooooo much harder than we ever imagined. I don't know about you out there but I need help. I need a shoulder. I need some camaraderie. I need to be understood. So let's do it together. Seriously, what could it hurt? You bring the wine, chocolate, and computer. I'll supply the ridiculously normal, everyday stories we all experience. Together we'll face it all with laughter, friendship, and understanding.
From my zoo to yours,
Julie
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