A Little Bit More

Last week, while eating supper at church, I was talking with another mom about how to balance all of the stuff that is required of moms. We were talking about sickness and colds, naps and sleep scheduling, play times and play dates; the usual stuff. I lamented that I’m feeling a little overwhelmed by all of the things that need to get accomplished and, knowing me, she asked if I was doing too much.

Of course I am.

I am completely over-committed. I am totally packing my weeks with things that are not necessary. They are good things, in and of themselves, but they are not required. I should cut some of them out, leaving the ones that must be and the ones that aren’t so stressful. I’m not sure where exactly that leaves me at the end of the day, but I need to figure that out. I’ve always been good at overcommitting. I’ve never been good at saying ‘no.’ Time to downsize. Time to prioritize. Time to do a little chop chop, snip snip. Speaking of which, I’d better go make an appointment to get my hair cut.

Will there be time to play on the changing table?

And you promise that we can still play in my crib when I first wake up?

You’re not thinking about taking away the chewing time, are you?

Well, then I’m okay.