Ode To The Working Mom

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I’m not trying to complain, but I’ve found that if something is on my mind, then it’s probably on someone else’s too, so here goes. I’m just having one of those life phases where the balance is tough.   Things are so exciting and demanding at work, things are equally exciting and demanding at home, oh and I have massive attention deficit disorder and want to do everything that seems shiny and fun.  Then there is this passion for fitness and blogging that lurks in the back of my head every day.  Welcome to my brain.  Insert fried egg emoji here. Oh wait, I just did.

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Being a working mom is crazy hard. Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t change it (or could change it – it’s in my DNA) for the world, but it’s crazy hard.  From finishing presentations after midnight to getting up at 6:00 to shower before kids get up, to deadlines, to schedules, kid commitments and we can’t forget about the husbands we love…there is just so much to think about and do! But under that massive to do list and pressure is a passion that’s undeniable. I’m lucky enough to really love what I do, which of course comes with it’s own set of guilt, but I’m also lucky enough to be obsessed with my family.  How do working moms balance it all? And how the h.e.double.hockey.stick do we still have time to work out? Well here’s my latest ah-ha moment…

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In life, moms often put ourselves second because we don’t want to let anyone down. Why can’t we make the time to put ourselves first at some point in the day? We all know what it feels like to go on vacation (sans kids), where it’s essentially all about you, and you feel so rejuvenated. Fitness, although it’s no Key West, does that for me! The adrenalin brings clarity and calm that I am not born with.  It gives me confidence and strength.  It’s often social, as I work out with my hubby or my friends a lot. So no excuses! Nothing will change if you don’t do something about it. Live for yourself. You’re a good person. The better you are to yourself the better you will be to others.

And don’t forget, little tiny impressionable people are watching! Yes, being a mom is crazy busy, but no matter what kind of mom you are, kids are not an excuse.  They’re a reason to work out, to show the importance of fitness and to be the best version of yourself that you can be. This was one of my fav moments of the weekend, when Hayden asked to play “family tennis”.  The rules are very flexible and we had a blast!

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So whether you’re a SAH mom, working mom, single mom, grandma, new mom, old mom, type A mom, hands off mom, or whatever else mom…I bet you’re trying your hardest, wondering if you’re doing life right and wishing you had more time to not just do things, but to do at least 1 thing extra great.  If you figure that out, for real, please let me know.  Until then, chin up, chest out, squat till you drop and cheers to all of you who are beautiful, inside and out!

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Wall hello there!

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Since I’ve started my daily fitness journey, I’ve started following a lot of Yoga peeps on Instagram.  I will never be able to do what they do, but I’ve seen a lot of headstands made easier by using a wall.  So the search was on to find an open wall in my house that was not connected to a kids room.  #fail. Turns out we have a lot of windows and a lot of shit on our walls, but I did find this cozy little spot next to my kitchen peninsula.

I’m 33 and anything that feels like climbing is still super fun for me.  I’m sure I’ll grow up soon.  So I scoured Instagram and Pinterest and came up with a total body strengthening series that used the wall for all sorts of things.  THIS IS SO MUCH FUN!!

I really didn’t think I’d be strong enough, but it was an awesome hard challenge and it feels amazing to have conquered it!

I’m not sweaty. I actually just put my hair back down because we have friends coming over. Makeup still in tact. Kids still asleep.  But I do feel stronger, I’ve done something new which is always a rush and I had a hell of a lot of fun.  So to me, #itcounts