Motherhood is hard. I love it with all I am, but it is hard. The sleepless nights, the non-adult “conversations” and with 3 young kids I don’t always get as much time to myself as I wish. My husband, who works hard so we can raise our kids with a parent at home, has been promoted at work, which means he is out of the house for 80+ hours some weeks. Which means there is even less time for me to have to myself.
If you were to run into me out in public you would be able to tell the type of week that I have had. There are 3 very distinct looks of Devan. 3 looks that will let you know how much my husband has been working, how much sleep I have gotten and how much -or how little- time I have had to myself:
Face 1: If you see me like this I have been having a week from HELL! Yes, I am smiling but if you look past that you will see that I am un-showered – probably for the entire week. Means my husband has been working for 80+ hours and I have been with the kids – without adult conversation for the entire time. I have clothes covered in peanut butter and snot (because the kids and I are sick) and have had little to no sleep. I can survive on little sleep for a surprising amount of time (it’s like my super hero power) but if you see me like this, i am at the end of the sleep zone.
Face 2: You can see in this one I have at least showered. The dark circles are still under my eyes so I have not been sleeping, but the shower shows I have had at least 15 minutes to myself. Husband has probably been working overtime, but is either putting it in after the kids have gone to bed or it has only been 2 or 3 days of the week. My clothes are still covered in peanut butter and maybe not snot because the kids are probably not sick.
Face 3: Ah this one does not come out as often as I like. I am showered, make up on and my hair is straightened. No more dark circles means the kids have been sleeping better and I might have even been able to snag a sleep in on the weekend. Husband likely just worked his standard 45 hours during the week and I had a some good adult conversation. Maybe my one of my brothers, or sister or a friend came by to visit.One day I hope to catch
Face 4 where I am showered, make up on and hair done AND clothes that are not covered in peanut butter and snot. I know that when that day happens I will miss Face 1 where the kids are little and “needed me”.
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