Confessions of a Professional Mom

Confessions of a Professional Mom

Professional mom seeking clarity, balance and a well deserved glass of wine.

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Working Mom’s Daily Dilemma

November 23, 2011 , , , ,

Help me! 






This morning was no different than most. I pushed snooze too many times instead of getting up early to workout. Dammit! Then it was a race to get my 4 yr old  to “Thanksgiving Week Daycare” at preschool, before the “evil time cut off.” Whew! We made it. But then, it happened…

I kiss her on the forehead, tell her I love her, suggest she go find her friends and begin to walk away. Only to turn and see her sweet face well up in tears and look so small and so innocent in her little red polka dotted coat (that she hates). DILEMMA! Inside I’m thinking, ok, I know she has a runny nose and probably doesn’t feel super great, but she doesn’t have a fever, so she CAN go to daycare. I’d love to stay home with her today, but I have so much work to do at the office. I know if I go back over to her and pick her up (which is what I desperately want to do) that my guilty action will just make things worse. She’ll cling to me like a peach and then I’m doomed.

So, I just keep walking and telling myself that she’ll be ok. I’ve got to get to work. I’m not a bad mom. She’ll be fine once I’m gone. Why do I feel like shit? I know you can relate. It sucks, doesn’t it?! Luckily, right on cue, one of the teachers swooped her up and sat her on her lap and just hugged her. I felt better. But, as I’m fast-walking to my car, I still feel like a shit!

Now, this isn’t my first time at the rodeo. I went through the same emotions when my oldest was little. It hasn’t gotten any easier, let me tell you. Shouldn’t I be a professional at this by now? So, my inner mean girl sheds some brilliant insight into my dilemma, “you were a bad mom then and you’re a bad mom now.” (Thanks, bitch!) She secretly hates me.

My psychotic problems, I mean my inner mean girl aside, I’m not sure this will ever get any easier. I love what I do for a living and don’t think I was made to be a “work at home mom.” And at the same time, I wish I could just keep my kids at home whenever they have a sniffle or are overly tired and just hang out with them and have less stress. (DISCLAIMER: I know mom’s who don’t work outside the home are not sitting around eating bon bons with zero stress—no hate mail please).

So, tell me how you deal with the daily dilemma. I am all ears.

Stay sane, my friends.


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Hey aunt Allie this is Meg, I don’t know if you can see who it is but thought id tell you just in case haha. You never seas to make me laugh and smile and i love you for that! Now i can,t provide you with clarity, but my mom and I can provide you with balance and a glass of wine so when your free just make a call. We would all love to see you .
Love, Meg xoxox



November 23, 2011

You are always welcome to laugh at my life. hee hee I can actually hear the wine and the Brill girls calling my name. Soon soon!


Allison DeFord

November 23, 2011

With steel in my veins and a stone cold heart. But really, when in doubt do as i do – Throw it against the wall and see if it sticks! If it does, roll it up and ……nevermind. If it doesn’t, Punt! (This coming from a mom who 2 weeks into her maternity leave was calling her boss asking if she can come back now.) Despite my lack of maternal instinct and bedside manner, my kids are amazing, creative and fiercely independent. As are yours. Anyone who thinks otherwise can come see me….I’ll high 5 them to the face and tell them they’re number 1!


Vanessa Punsalang Lindberg

November 29, 2011

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