To the Working Mother Trying to Get Out The Door on a Winter’s Monday Morning. Stay strong.

This article is about working mothers on winter mornings.

This open letter is for working mothers battling through the cold winter weather.

For the working mothers desperately trying to get their children to school or childcare on time, whilst then having to carry on to complete a full productive day at work. Motherhood pushes you a level that you never knew existed.

We hope the words of this article ‘To The Working Mother Trying to Get Out The Door on a Winter’s Monday Moring’, make you feel like you are not alone on this working motherhood journey.

Below is the article ‘To The Working Mother Trying to Get Out The Door on a Winter’s Monday Morning. Stay strong’.

Often when Friday evening has arrived, and the children are finally in bed, there is a massive sigh of relief.

The insanity of the week, the rushing around has finally calmed down for a few days. Yes, the weekend is packed full of children’s parties and a thousand sports clubs, but at least there is relief of having no school for a few days. However, before you know it, Monday morning hits and it feels more brutal than ever before.

The bitterness of winter makes it feel more intense.

The mornings are spent looking for missing gloves, hats and scarves.

You have to repeat yourself multiple times just for your children to find their misplaced shoes. Just when you think that things are going to plan, you turn around and see that your toddler is wearing their favourite pink sparkly shoes. You nearly lose yourself before you have even stepped out of the door.

You think about crying, and then remember there is no time to cry.

Somehow you manage to give yourself an internal pep talk and try to salvage the remainder of the morning.

By some miracle you manage to proceed to walk out the door with your children in tow. The toddler then refuses to let you put them in the car seat, and wants to ‘do it themselves’, therefore losing 7 minutes of the morning. Your older child seems to be able to ignore you with such ease, and your raised voice and threats of punishment simply roll off their back.

You are getting ready to drive off and then see that your windscreen has frozen over.

You start scrapping off the ice as if your life depends on it. And then finally, somehow you manage to drive off and drop them at their destinations.

You then sit in the car and breathe a sigh of relief whilst reflecting on the morning’s events.

You feel completely dishevelled and confused. You then start to think about them. You miss them. You hope that they have a lovely day.

You then turn the ignition and drive to work; despite feeling like you have already worked a full day.

Somehow this thing called motherhood is completely chaotic, disordered, unpredictable, confusing, fascinating and magnificent all at the same time.

Thank you for reading our article ‘To the Working Mother Trying to Get Out The Door on a Winter’s Monday Morning. Stay strong’.

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Editorial Team, Mamo & Mono

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