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Last night whilst rummaging through my eldest son’s school book bag, I found a letter which made me smile:

“Dear Parent/Carer

We would like to invite you to attend this months PSA (Parent Staff Association) meeting in the hope that you will continue to join us as your child’s class representative at future meetings.”

I stopped reading at this point, shoved it straight in the junk draw and continued on with the other 101 jobs that I had to complete before bedtime.

The reason this kind invitation made me smile, wasn’t because I was happy to be given the opportunity to take part in these meetings, nor was I content in the knowledge that I would be able to consider it.  No the reason I had to stop myself from stuffing it into my mouth to conceal the laughter was because I have NO TIME!

Of COURSE I would love to be part of this.  In the same way that when they ask us to contribute towards the cake sale, that I would love to spend all afternoon with my children lovingly stirring cake mixture in a bowl, whilst they happily lick their fingers and glance up at my flour dusted face in awe of my amazing cooking abilities (this doesn’t happen by the way).

I would also love to volunteer for their school tip next week.  I could think of nothing better than to hold my son’s hand walking around a wildlife park, smug in the knowledge that I am spending this quality time with him whilst also impressing the teachers with my super mum abilities.  But again, this won’t be happening.

So yet again, last nights school letter made me feel like a bad Mum.

I SHOULD be doing all these things but I can’t.  I physically have not got the time or the brain capacity (being blonde of course…!) to do this stuff. I do my best, but there really are only so many hours in the day and when you work full time, the productive hours are taken up working,

So to lessen the guilt, (I blame the Catholic upbringing, the guilt NEVER leaves you!) I spent an extra 15 minutes with the boys at bedtime reading to them, discussing their day and encouraging them to read to settle themselves down for the evening.

I then continued to job number 84 on the list of things to do before bedtime….

Does anyone else suffer from the same “no time to be a proper Mum” guilt?


23/5/2012 02:13:04

YES!!! I have to keep getting pregnant to spend time at home with them! LOL!

Seriously though - these days you can't work full time and do all the amazing things you want to do with the kids, not unless you have unlimited holiday (as you need to keep that for the summer/xmas/easter/half term/occasional day/inset day etc etc) and a bank load of cash! The guilt stays with you, but remember the lesson you are teaching your kids.... your boys will grow up with great work ethics xx

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Colette
23/5/2012 03:19:39

Agreed Em!

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Dawn
23/5/2012 02:16:35

Oh ! I sure do ! I spend every moment I have to myself (not many!!) thinking "surely this isn't what its all about?" and how I would love to be one of the parent class assistants they have just advertised for. However, I am now on the committee of the school PTA and attended my first meeting on Monday. WHAT A RUSH !! I worked all day till 5, rushed straight from there (45 min drive) to pick them up from karate (after school activity), home to do their home work, dinner for boys, hoovering & polishing, Marks dinner, prepare school snacks for one child plus lunch and dinner to take to nanny's for tomorrow for the other, changed and back out the door for 7 ! PHEW !! This full time work aint no fun !!

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Colette
23/5/2012 05:35:00

Dawn you are super mum! X

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30/5/2012 05:33:55

Oh wow, I think every parent feels like this. I spend every waking hour chasing my tail and trying to squeeze in just one more job, the list never ends!

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Colette
30/5/2012 17:42:09

Its reassuring that I am not alone Suzanne!

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