I’d love to stay and chat for a while, really I would. I’m typing this while also attempting to get my gear together to head to the theater, wrangle the kids’ stuff for the pool for then the sitter arrives, answering emails and trying to stretch. Oh, and add “trying not to throw my daughter’s monitor across the room because she defiantly avoids nap on the day I most need it.” I’m thisclose to starting my period so I’m a hormonal mess. Child #2 is on my hit list for the day….
Gone are the days when I could relax and pamper myself on show days. Prior to kids, I would try to sleep in, take a nice long hot shower, eat a late lunch, maybe get a massage, make sure I had adequate hydration, do some yoga or something before heading to the studio.
Today? Let’s see… I’ve been up since the crack of dawn; dropped my son off at camp; took my daughter to dance class; spent an hour taking her on errands (all the while fending off pleas of “I want this…I need that…” ; made lunch for Miss P, our bird, and finally myself – Doritos were the most nutritious thing on the menu…; put P down for a nap that she didn’t take; and avoided a colossal meltdown (that would be MY meltdown, not anyone under the age of 6). I have yet to do one thing to prepare myself for this grueling show ahead. I will be stretching in the car. I have just had my first few sips of water for the day at 3:30pm. There’s a big box of Target box wine on the counter with my name on it, and if it’s gone by the time I get home tonight, hell hath no fury like a PMSing mother.
As they say in the dance world before a show…MERDE.
Merde indeed…
I think there should be a rule that PMSing mom’s have no responsibilities until their normal again!
I just recently wrote a post about this same subject: http://riseaboveyourlimits.blogspot.com/2012/06/ummmm.html
Must be the season…lol
Gosh, I remember these days when all 6 of ours kids were little. There’s something to be said for them growing up and living on their own! I hope that box of wine was still waiting for you when you got home!!! I’m not PMSing anymore, I’m hot flashing!!
~Erin
Becky Jane – That’s so true! I’m off to check out your post now…
Erin – Yes, the box of wine was still waiting for me, thankfully. I’m not looking forward to menopause either though.
I completely can relate to this! I remember the days when I strolled the mall!