And the Award Goes To...

My eyes are shut tight, my hands are clenched, I’m holding my breath… is it me? Is it me? Have I done something award worthy this year? As the pause lengthens I force myself to relax my shoulders. It’s not going to be me. I never win anything. Plus, seriously, what have I done this year that could possibly net me an award?

“But first! Let me explain a little more about this particular award.”

A reprieve! So, wait, let’s see. What did I do this year?

I took care of M when he ruptured a disk in his neck, while I was in the third trimester of my pregnancy, and cared for C at the same time.

I had a baby. I persevered through the first painful weeks of nursing said baby, while still caring for C, because M still wasn’t 100% fixed.

I worked full time, while pregnant, and caring for C, because… do we really need to rehash the fact that M ruptured a disk and became almost completely incapacitated while I was really pregnant?

I worked at my thankless job, doing everyone’s bidding day in and day out. (Why, oh why, is no one willing to hire me to surf the Internet and blog all day?)

I fed and took care of my family every day. And my daughter only got duplicate Happy Meal toys once or twice during the whole year! (For those not in the know, McDs changes the toys once a week. And, no, I’m not proud that I know that.) Most nights she had a home cooked meal.

I went back to work after a three and half month long maternity leave even though I really, really didn’t want to go back. Rumor has it that health insurance is very important. Especially when mommy’s job is going to make her go postal... er… when you have teeny tiny children.

“And the award goes to… let me get this envelope open.”

I snap back to attention. Wait a second. Maybe I do deserve this award. I’ve been giving and giving and giving! I deserve to get something back! It’s about time that someone noticed how much I selflessly do for everyone else! It’s not like I ever do anything for myself… no! It’s always about them. Bah. No one ever even asks me what I want. Bunch of ingrates!

“Darn it. This envelope is hard to open. Oh. Here we go. OK. As I was saying, the award for the mom who has finally taken time to rediscover herself, for her time spent blogging and writing, goes to Rose! All that time on the computer has finally paid off! Bravo!”

Ah… well… yes… maybe I do, do a few things just for me.

This was a guest post written by Rose at It’s My Life... in honor of this month’s blog exchange.

When I’m not busy working, cooking, running after my toddler, C, or nursing Little L,  I’m usually hiding in the bathroom thinking up my next blog post or trying to read a chapter or two of the book I’m currently wading through. When I do come up with something witty to write about, you can read it here where your usual blogger extraordinaire is blogging today.

Go on over and read her post and don’t forget to check out all the other blog exchange posts this month!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Comments

[Jessica (aka Rose)]

Thank you for letting me squat your blog on this first day of what promises to be a great year.
Happy New Year everyone!

[Jenn]

congrats (um, on the award part, not on the having to get through all that to get the award part) :) (and happy new year!)

[bitsy parker]

Say it isn't so. You have a job too???

Children, husband (who made you move at least once, but maybe twice, since I have been reading)and you have a ton of blogs and a radio show - now you are saying you have a job in addition to all that? Nu-uh.

It's just not possible to do all that. I feel like the biggest loser of all now.

[Lara]

great post, rose. very funny take on the topic. i was genuinely excited to see who would win the award! ;)