A day in the life of a working mother
When I was younger, I never thought I would ever get up three and a half hours before I have to be somewhere. Back then, I got up one hour in advance: if I had class at 9 AM, I would get up at 8 AM, put on some nice clothes which I put on my chair the day before, brush my teeth, take ten minutes to put on some make-up, make a quick sandwich for on the way and eat this on my way to the train station. After spending ten minutes in the train, I would arrive at the University and all this in only one hour.
However, I got a few years older (and wiser of course). Furthermore, I got three kids, and a full-time job. As a result, I don’t wake up one hour before anymore, but more than three. So the kids have to be at school at 8.30 AM and I have to be at work at 9 AM. My alarm clock starts ringing at 5 AM and I snooze until 5.15 AM. Then I put on clothes and make-up. Then it’s time to clean a bit. I figured that if I clean a bit regularly, it would be less work than clean everything at once, for example once a week. At 6.15 I start to prepare breakfast and in the mean time I wake up the kids. Every one of the kids likes a different breakfast, so this takes some time. I help the youngest one getting her clothes on and make sure they all eat their breakfast. Then I drive them to school. Luckily, they go to the same school. When I dropped them off, I go to my own work and work until 5 AM. Then I pick up the kids from day-care and make dinner from the groceries my husband bought. The kids have an hour after dinner to do what they want while I clean the kitchen and then my husband and me put them to bed together. After that, I am destroyed and the only thing I can do is watch TV on the couch.
For me, the best way to revive from a week like this, is going to a day spa resort on a Sunday. A day spa always makes me fully relaxed again and reloaded for another rollercoaster-week.