When It Rains… It Pours.

Raining photoWe’ve all heard the phrase before. ‘When it rains…it pours.’ And I guess most of the time when we hear it we assume it is a bit of a negative comment. Probably because no one really likes the rain, or pouring rain for that matter. So what’s the point or all my rambling? Well… it’s been weeks since I’ve written anything. I have many half written posts, that I just never got around to finishing. I had grand intentions of writing a post about the stresses of the holidays, the hope surrounding the new year, and the chaos of having both kids home over the break. Clearly, I completed none of these. I was experiencing, what many of us moms feel throughout the year, the ‘when it rains… it pours’ phenomenon.

When we returned from Disney, I was beyond unprepared for the holidays. I mean, I had set up the tree, and done some baking… but I was definitely behind in everything else. I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off, searching for Christmas gifts and preparing for the holidays. I had parties almost every night of the week, and meetings and projects throughout the day the entire week before the holidays. I had everything perfectly orchestrated… and then in came the rain. It seemed like every appointment got rescheduled, parties ran late, meetings got missed… and the holidays became a giant cluster fluck of overbooked days and sleepless nights.

All of that is quite normal for moms. We spend our days organizing and reorganizing everyone’s schedules and itineraries. Another thing that is typical is illness. So, the week before Christmas both kids became ill. I took them to the clinic worried about their croupy coughs. One kid was given an antibiotic, the other didn’t need one. So off we went, and three days later we were dealing with more sickness, just as hubby and I were on our way for an overnighter in the states. We were dropping the kids off at my in-laws, and just as we were about to dash to the car, my son barfed all over the floor… and me. AWESOME. But wait, it gets better. He ended up getting put on an antibiotic for an ear infection, and three days later was covered in a rash. Just as we were on our way for a night out with some out of town friends… my son had an allergic reaction to his antibiotic. He was fine a few days later… but I was still sulking on the inside about all the spoiled plans.

And then of course there was the added pressure to do everything that I normally do around the house, and with work, and the holidays… but with two kids here along with me. I hadn’t anticipated how hard it would be to manage everything I do in a normal work week, without the help of part time child care or school.  So… there it is, that was my ‘when it rains… it pours’ that prevented me from writing the past few weeks.

But the one thing I learned during the chaos of the last few weeks, was that it’s okay to let the ball drop sometimes. I love writing the blog, and having an audience to listen to my ramblings… but it’s okay to prioritize and step away from the things that can wait. And that is where I have been the last little while. I have been dealing with some ‘pouring rain’. This is for all the moms, who have been feeling a bit overwhelmed these past few weeks. For all the mothers experiencing the ‘when it rains it pours’ phenomenon… it’s okay to empty the plate a little. Here’s to a great year of more writing and supporting other moms!!!!

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When It Rains… It Pours. — 3 Comments

  1. This holiday season was a blur…I am not even sure what happened but I do know it left a disaster in it’s path!

    Glad to see you back and I am so glad you that already figured out that it is okay to step back from blogging when you need to 🙂 It took me ages to figure that out. Excited to keep reading in the New Year.