This article talked about the struggles moms are facing in our new reality. And it broke my heart.
Moms who had been in careers for over a decade are having to choose between caring for their kids or feeding them.
Between virtual schooling, working from home, and just trying to maintain some semblance of sanity and normalcy, this shit is taking its toll. And we ain’t got exact change.
There’s only so much we can do. And do alone.
Some of us have partners. But if you’ve been reading this blog for anytime, you’d know not all of us have partners that do much of anything. I’m lucky to have my mother in law live with us to help. And I have two teen daughters that can help. I said can. They don’t always, but hey, whatcha gonna do.
Aside from that, there’s the fact that not everyone can afford to work. That sounds weird, right? Babysitters, daycare, before and after school care. That all costs money. Transportation to and from work. That costs. I had a job where I had to pay for my uniform. I was given two weeks to get it together. I had to use my first paycheck to buy the uniform.
One line stuck out with me in this article. I was spread too thin.
When things get too thin, they tear. They rip. They get holes. Then they’re not a lot of good to anyone.
Who is helping mom? Who is taking some of the weight of her shoulders, heart, and mind? Even if she is single momming it. Who’s helping her?
Reach out. Be an ear or shoulder. Ask how you help.
And Mom, listen. Here’s the thing. You are wonderful. You are strong. But baby, if you don’t get some help you are going to break. There is no shame in saying, “Help.” You are not weak. You are human. And That’s ok.
I hate that we have to make these choices. I hate that we live in this weird world of 1000 shades of gray but we have to make black and wise decisions.
If you need to talk or vent, I’m here. And I love you. And I’m proud of you.