Okay, guys… It’s been really wild. I feel liked I’ve written only five sentences on this blog since my family left after the holidays. I’ve been so busy with work that I haven’t been able to devote the time I feel this blog deserves. I still have good intentions to tell you about my first jury duty experience, what mornings are like in my house, and my latest traveling drama, but I just haven’t had time.
Life as a brand manager with three children under six is like running a marathon… except you’re sprinting. Take for instance this morning. I got up at five, woke, changed and nursed the baby, dressed her, woke the boys, bathed, packed the baby’s bottles and my pumping bag, put on my suit, threw some rollers in my hair and left the house at 6:11 (yes, with the rollers still on my head). I dropped off the Caterpillar and her brother just after 6:30, and then headed to one of the most important meetings of the year. I was exhausted. The meeting was held at a hotel, so I booked a room so that I could pump and store milk in a fridge during the day. Tomorrow, the day doesn’t get any easier. I’m headed to LA for three days, and then to Chicago for a photoshoot. Oh, and did I mention that Hubby fractured his finger? The sprint continues.
I want to capture this season of my life somehow. Maybe I’ll have Hubby do a ‘Chronicles of a Working Mom’ photoshoot. Please know that I think about writing here everyday, but I’ve just been choosing sleep, or eating or work over the blog lately and I hope to change that. Sidenote and funny story: Someone asked me if I have twenty-seven hours in my day. Haha. I wish that I had an extra three hours to get stuff done or spend with the boys. In fact, I just got back from a dinner party for work, and I have a deck (marketing speak for a power point presentation) to write. I’m about to hit the wall, but I plan to run through it.