Texas Rambler January 2015 | Page 12

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Her morning begins like so many others. Early. She has backpacks to gather, lunches to pack, kids to dress, teeth to brush, tummies to fill, and hair to fix. And that is BEFORE she even gets herself ready. She somehow manages to find lost socks, hidden homework, and late library books. The dog has to be let out and the laundry needs changed over. She is tired before she pulls out of her driveway.

If you aren’t one, then you know one. You know a working mom. She does the world’s hardest job, while holding down another one.

She comes home from work, exhausted. She helps with homework, cooks dinner, cleans dishes, bathes kids, picks up toys, folds the laundry, and if she is lucky she will get a bath without little fingers poking under the door and little voices calling her name. She stays up late to clean the house but it never looks like she did anything.

When she goes to sleep at night, she does so slowly. Her mind filled with the things she needs to remember tomorrow, some of which she will forget. Like the time she forgot to take cookies to the recital, or send candy-filled eggs at Easter, or the time she forgot to put gas in the car. She will forget to wash that last load she needs to give kids clean socks, and may or may not pull them a dirty one in the morning and spray it with Febreze. She. Forgets. To. Move. The. Elf.

So give her a break when she shows up with her shirt on inside out…. At least she remembered to wear one.

Unsung Hero of the Month

"Being a working mom is NOT easy. You have to be willing to scew up at every level"

Jami Gertz