So, as I sat here crocheting a hat for another baby, my baby (ok, he's two but as he is my last--FOR SURE--he is still my baby) brought me two baseballs and asked me to juggle.
"Mommy doesn't know how to juggle, honey," I replied
"Pleeeeeez, mommy...juggle da balls....pleeeze!"
"I'm sorry, buddy....I really don't know how to juggle, would YOU like to give it a try instead?" I asked trying desperately to buy some more time to finish my hat.
*sigh*
When I sat down to write this blog my next line wasn't supposed to be *sigh*, it was supposed to be, "The truth is, I DO know how to juggle, just not the way he wanted me to."
The more I thought about it though, the more I had doubts and went with the former instead of the latter.
Why is that? Why do we doubt ourselves as mothers? I mean, really. The TRUTH really is that I know how to juggle (minus the three physical objects that most people associate with juggling).
The three "balls" I currently juggle are: I keep my kids alive and (mostly) well. I am starting a business and working hard at it everyday. I am into my second course this semester and currently maintaining a 4.0 ( just this semester, though--I really have a 3.35 overall--damn that 1.9 GPA I earned my first year at BCC, it still haunts my cumulative-oy!).
See? I'm keeping three things up in the air at all times. One of these days I'll be so good at it that I can add a few more "balls" to my routine, you know like-taking better care of myself, staying in better contact with friends (which is closely related to the previous one) and maybe, just maybe keeping a clean house.
I'm not holding my breath for that last one (and thankfully neither is my husband). ;0)
So there it is...I'm a juggler, which is fitting in this circus of a life that is mine. :0) Now, the question becomes, how do I make my version of juggling as entertaining to a two year old as a keeping three baseballs in the air?
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