Balancing Life as a Busy Mom

If you read yesterday’s post then you know that I have been very busy for the last couple months. Besides me being a busy mom in general, my grandma is in the hospital with a broken ankle. She is going to be okay, but it is just a long process and bones heal slowly. When the break first happened, I found it very hard to balance life between taking care of my baby, going up to the hospital, keeping my house going, and trying to have any semblance of fun. However, just as storms pass, the complete chaos of the first few weeks passed, and I am now able to breathe. Don’t get me wrong. I am still tired and am still really busy but I feel less crazy now.

The first week that my grandma was in the hospital, I went to see her every day. This might seem excessive but my family is small and there are only two of us, my aunt and I, who can help care for her. If you have spent any time in a city hospital then you know that they are typically overrun, short-staffed, and kind of gross. So, we make sure one of us is there every day to get things done. Long story short, I had a breakdown after week one. I was exhausted, both emotionally and mentally. I was trying to do too much. This is when I realized I had to draw boundaries for myself.

See, I think as women we naturally try to “do it all”. We literally take on every task, try to be “every woman”, and then we eventually fall apart. What I had to come to terms with is:

  1. I am a human being, not a robot who is programmed to be perfect.

  2. I need to sleep.

  3. I now have a tiny human that I am responsible for 100% of the time.

  4. Nobody will be mad at me if I am honest about what I need.

I don’t know if I thought that I would be considered “lazy” or “entitled” if I did not go to the hospital every day, but I tried to stay strong and failed. I eventually talked to my family and let them know what I would be comfortable doing. We set up a schedule and it is working great for me now. There are three days a week when I am home all day for my little one. On the other four days, I go to the hospital, but only for a couple hours. This ensures that I still have time to spend with Ava, I can still prepare food, and my house can stay clean . . . kind of.

Besides making sure I have time with my baby, I have been making sure to see my friends. We have had brunch on the back deck, have gone out for wine, and I even ran a 10 km race last weekend (it was to raise money for women’s mental health; that’s ironic)! These types of things are so important. Spending time with my friends allows me to remain an individual, not just a wife, mother, niece, granddaughter, etc. I get to be Britnee, even if it’s only for a couple hours.

Before the Race


What I have really learned, something that I never did before having a child, is how to say “no”. I hate doing it but it is 100% necessary. I can’t do everything. I am a vulnerable human and I need help sometimes. And that is totally okay.

For now, things are going to still be super busy while my grandma recovers, but I think this might be preparing me for the chaos that is parenting. Something tells me that my weekend morning sleep-ins are finished for the next 15 years. C’est la vie!

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