A Secret to Success as a Working Mom: Turn Burn Out Into Bliss and Embrace Joy

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Last weekend my youngest was committed to going to the "Water Steps" a man-made water fall in Pittsburgh by the rivers. (Fun Fact: Three rivers converge in Pittsburgh--The Ohio River, The Monongahela River, and the Allegheny River.)  He kept asking. I knew he was serious when he said, "If you won't take me, I'll ask  daddy!" Given that it was highly unlikely that would happen on an unscheduled day, I relented. So, we went. It wasn’t planned in the way most things in my life are. No calendar block. No checklist. No “productive” purpose attached. And, so in some respects it was uncomfortable. And yet, it seemed necessary. It was the idea of my 8-year-old—offered with the kind of urgency only children possess when something is profoundly important to them.
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An Unglamorous Story…

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Even those of us who appreciate the value of a glamorous life and are committed to not letting the baby steel our style are sometimes blindsided.

This morning, Andre went off early to work and the baby and I were hanging out together. We had a grand time. I made myself a smoothie with mango, nectarines and Greek yogurt. I even got to read an actual book as the baby took her nap. Inside, I was patting myself on the back for being organized and peacefully enjoying a day of luxury.

When Andre got home he looked at me and smiled. I thought that he was admiring my accomplishments too. Then he pointed at my pants and asked, “Is that poopy”?

I guess every moment in Chaton’s World can’t be glamorous!
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