When I was childless, I never looked at parents thinking they particularly looked refreshed.

I can't get off this topic...last week with that dope (yeah, I am resulting in name calling) talking about "leaning in" and women doing more, it seems that this subject was a catalyst to other family issues.  On MSNBC, there was an article of parents of young children stressed about "having it all" and they feel "rushed".  Ho-ly Crap.  This is news?  Apparently, Lindsey Lohan had a very quiet night.

First of all, the obvious is staring me right in the face, not sure about you but these parents complaining, "have it all."  Regardless of your definition (of having it all), that's pretty freakin' good if you ask me.  Perhaps, if it's that bad, maybe they can cut back but there are aspects of their life that they probably cannot.  That aspect is the parenting part---God, just woman up and plod forward.  Are these complainers telling me that they went into "parenting" thinking that they wouldn't feel rushed most times?  Did they think they would feel rested?  When I was childless, I never looked at parents thinking they particularly looked refreshed.  I do remember distinctly realizing that I wouldn't have a lot of time on the weekends for myself so I better get used to not showering and wearing either a ponytail or a headband.

The article that got me so riled wasn't even a good one.  It was full of statistical filler from a study by a firm called Pew (as in stink).  There was constant listing of age groups and genders with comparing percentages of not being pleased with the amount of time they work as opposed to parent.  First men spent 43 hours working outside the home while women in the same age group spent on 33.  Women wanting to work outside the home increased to 29% from 22% in 2007, etc.  I got incredibly confused by the back and forth until I got a laugh at the group of women who (20%) said that didn't want to work at all as parents.  Yeah, okay...good luck with that one.

Today, I was home with my girls due to a snowstorm.  I couldn't start the snow blower so I had to manually shovel a heavy snow/slush.  I attempted to get (outside) work done on my laptop while trying to explain that Finding Nemo isn't scary to Rachel.  I would like to have Ching back from Florida to help me with bedtime routines but he is not.  In the grand scheme of things, it's okay, I have it all.  Some days it is better than others but it's all there.  In case you are childless and you are contemplating throwing your daily biscuit down the drain "to see what happens", make sure you think about it.  This may be the last night of true rest you may get.