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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Be Brave For Just 5 More Minutes!

June 7, 2012 , , , , ,

Yes You CanThis morning is a perfect example of why, on occasion, I involuntarily burst into tears or flames.

My youngest finds the need to channel Sybil and invite all her friends to the morning party that is our house before school. (Insert inconsolable crying, panting, speaking in tongues and flailing arms here) After I wrangled all of them (her) and shoved a bagel into there (her) mouth we departed for school.

What I have realized, in my state of complete confusion and frustration is this: I DON’T ALWAYS KNOW WHAT TO DO AND THAT’S OK. It doesn’t make me a bad mom. Bad daughter. Bad sister. Bad wife. Bad employer. Bad designer. Bad person.


I’m not less than. I just don’t have all the answers. This is a difficult concept for me. For most of my life I felt I knew quite a bit. (insert my mother and sister laughing hysterically here) I was confident. I liked being right. I liked knowing what to do. Now, for some reason, (the kids sucked the life out of me during pregnancy) I will be the first to admit, “I don’t know the answer.” “I don’t know how to do everything.” “I’m not perfect.” Whew! That felt good!

Sometimes our kids will misbehave. Throw a tantrum. Make bad choices. Wear mismatched clothes. Wreck the car. Smoke crack (save some for mommy kids).

Sometimes you and I will not have all the answers. Or enough energy. Enough money, patience or time. An ample supply of body fat (wait, that’s just me).

But you know what? It’s OK. We are OK. We’re enough. One of my closest friends has some great words of advice (usually saved for my daughter during her third softball game of the day in 100 degree heat when she wants to die in her catchers gear)…

“You can be brave for five more minutes kid!” Just five more minutes. 

So, after you drop (kick) the kids at school and sit in your car and burst into tears. Take 5 minutes to celebrate your bravery. Remind your inner Sybil clan how wonderful you are just the way you are. Five minutes can change your entire day.

Then go have a martini. Who cares if it’s only 8:35am.

Stay sane, my friends.


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That friend of your sounds like a whole lot of Awesome! 🙂 This one gave me that lump in the throat recalling the brave moments I share with you every week. Here’s to our inner goddesses….. Cheers! *clink* Muah! Xxxooo



June 7, 2012

Oh she IS!!!!!


Allison DeFord

June 7, 2012

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