Add in a full time job that requires me to occasionally work evenings, weekends and travel, to the kids’ school and extracurricular activities and my life often feels like a logistical nightmare.
I owe my sanity and my happiness to the tribe of women that support me. I’d like to give a shout out to the following women:
- To the friends and neighbors that take my kids when last minute childcare plans change or fall through.
- To the neighbors that offer up play dates and let me borrow their kids for playdates, which help to entertain my kids and give me room to breathe or work.
- To my carpool peeps, that work with me to flex the driving schedule around work trips, sick kids and vacations. Without them, kid activities would have to be scaled WAY back.
- To the sitter that has watched my children for the past 6 years. I refer to her as my sister wife, as she is so much more than a sitter. She is part of the family, and someone I can trust without fail to drive my kids to activities, discipline them like I would, and set a great example for them.
- To my girlfriends that are always willing to chat on the phone or open up a bottle of wine while we talk about the challenges and triumphs of being a mom. These conversations are my therapy.
- To the writers for Reno Moms Blog, who have become my own virtual tribe, full of support and amazing writing to document the different viewpoints of the motherhood experience.
- To the Reno Moms Blog audience, who have turned our Facebook page into a vibrant and supportive virtual community.
- To my sister-in-laws, who treat my children as their own, open up their homes and their hearts to them.
- To my co-workers, who band together as we flex our schedules around everyone’s busy lives, and offer backup when you need it.
- And most importantly, to my own mother, who taught me what a strong mother figure is, and has turned into my best friend. This is a woman who hop on the next plane if she thinks I need her, and will still nurse me back to health after a surgery. I don’t care how old I get, the first person I turn to when I’m hurt, sick or sad will be my mother.
They say it takes a village to raise a child, and I encourage you to take a step back to recognize the people in your life – the tribe of women – that help you in so many ways. I avail myself as much as my schedule allows to return the favors to them, and when I can’t, I offer heartfelt thanks and a bottle of wine, knowing that returning the favor may be some time in the future. We have to have each other’s backs in this tribe of motherhood, and today, I salute all of you.