I’ve been thinking a lot about this lately. I’ve had some pretty hard gigs in my life. Some of these hard gigs have included:
- My first job where they led me to a desk buried with paper (undone work) and told me it was sink or swim.
- A technical writing gig where the massive product documentation was so far behind that I was greeted with, “thank goodness you’re here, I was afraid I would be stuck with this.”
- A company (well several of these, really) that pretty much expected me to spend my entire life at work.
I’ve even had some tough emotional personal gigs:
- Early in our marriage my husband was laid off and was unemployed/underemployed for over a year.
- I’ve had sick relatives and sick friends.
- As some of you know, most recently, I’ve overseen the care of my father during his struggle with Alzheimer’s disease.
Those gigs were tough. This motherhood gig, however, has got to be the toughest gig I’ve ever had. Just when I think I’ve got it down, everything changes. Just when you learn to properly put a diaper on so it doesn’t leak, it’s time for potty training. Just when you’ve finally taught them addition and subtraction it’s time for Algebra. Motherhood’s a hard gig because the rules keep changing.
I can remember when sidewalk chalk and soap bubbles would entertain my kids for over an hour. If I were to give them sidewalk chalk and soap bubbles now I’d get those rolling teen eyes. (I know this because I mentioned how much she used to like drawing with sidewalk chalk and blowing soap bubbles to one of mineÂ and got the “oh Mom” response.) To tell you the truth, I miss the sidewalkÂ chalk and soap bubble days.
All this struck me yesterday as I sat across from my newly-teen child at lunch and stared into her face, which is growing more grownup and more adult-like with each passing day. “How on earth am I going to convey to her what she needs to know in the time that we have left?” I wondered as panic struck me.Â
We mothers don’t usually talk about it how challenging motherhood is. We usually just do it. Today, however, is my day to let it out. I’m telling you right now. Motherhood is one tough gig!
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