Rzrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... sorry, that was my attempt at copying the mosquito whine of our postman's motorbike. Doesn't really sound like that, does it?
Today I've delivered a post over at Planning with Kids. Nicole asked me to share some tips for working mothers, but I've already been there with regretfully bitchy results, so instead I thought I'd share what a typical school week looks like for my kids.
As much as I try to put the balls down, fact is, life would be a lot (a lot) simpler if I was a stay at home mum. I'd drop the kids at school in the morning with The Badoo in tow, and I'd pick them up in the afternoon. Done.
Read my post at Nic's to see what actually happens at my place.
I do try to combine the two as artfully as possible, but working and mumming together, at the same time, simultaneously can be awfully hard. I confess (and this is very hard to admit) that when WMG (Working Mother Guilt - a preoccupation of mine) kicks in, I secretly agree with the judgey judgers and think to myself: 'who's really raising your children?'. Ouch.
Own worst enemy indeed.
[Image from here]