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My day starts at about 6 in the morning these days. I get off the bed and walk like a zombie to the kitchen. Of course, I surround my little one with as many pillows as I can so that she doesn’t roll over. It’s important, I tell you.
One by one I turn on all the four burners of the stove as I go through the mental checklist for the day. From hot drinking water to M’s meals, I work nonstop on autopilot to finish everything before the maid knocks at the door. Yes, knocks because she is not allowed to ring the bell, lest M wakes ups. Well, a mother’s got to do what a mother’s got to do. Thank God, my maid plays along.
Busy mornings where I’m proverbially moving around the house in roller skates getting things done, leave me with no time for myself.
The thing which many don’t know about working mums is that when we send our babies to the daycare, we don’t necessarily outsource everything to those wonderful caregivers. Well, working mums is a wrong term to use here because we know all mums work – stay-at-home or office going. Anyways. The fact is before dropping M off at the creche, I need to pack everything that she might need during the course of her day there. And it’s a long list which translates into a much heavier bag, I must say. Sometimes I don’t even realise where my mornings go.
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It has been over six months since I had a leisurely cup of tea in the morning sitting at my balcony. I miss those carefree days. My morning tea has now become one of those things I do mechanically. To be out of the house by 8 with everything ready is a daunting task. Well, at least for me. But once you are a mum, you kind of specialise in the difficult, don’t you?
Such busy mornings where I’m proverbially moving around the house in roller skates getting things done, leave me with no time for myself. My baths are now squeezed in a 10 to 15-minute window. No, no don’t worry I don’t stink. I don’t spend time deciding what I should wear to work anymore. Whatever fits works for me. My last thought before going to sleep and first on waking up is the sequence in which I should start preparing the food items. Chop, wash, fry, boil, blanch are words I think in terms of at the most peaceful hour of the day.
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Do you know I haven’t put on any nail polish for months now? Not that I miss it but still. Morning cuppa is just a fancy term from my past life or so it seems these days. The silver lining though is there are two things I haven’t traded yet and I won’t – my writing and reading.
Amidst all these, there is hardly any time to pack lunch for me. But when I do, this is what happens. I mix up lids and often end up taking empty boxes to work. Mommy stress, perhaps?
Does it happen to you? Did it happen to you?
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