Mom Off Duty

This morning I woke up feeling just a little lazy. Actually, I’d rather refer to the feeling as tired instead of lazy. Can mothers be lazy? Anyway, I decided to retrieve my MOM OFF DUTY Button and place it proudly on my chest. I believe I was given this button on my birthday by one of my sons. I told them I wanted to relax and just put my feet up, which I did. They both cooked their own breakfast, and started on their homework. All of a sudden my oldest began to feel ill, which means I would have to do my DUTY and nurse him back to health. My youngest needed help with spelling, which meant I had to do my DUTY and teach him. I remembered my husband placed wet, sweaty clothes in the washer, which meant I had to do my DUTY and wash them. Okay, when do I get to truly be off duty? Hmmm...I don’t believe it is possible UNLESS the entire family agrees to mom being off duty. I’m working on a project which calls for a little more work than I’d care to give and this of course is added stress in my day, yet it must be done. This added stress invites a teaspoon of irritability and a half-teaspoon of frustration. My hats off to working mothers as I am reminded of my military days; your real job doesn’t begin until you come home from work and you’re already tired! Mom Off Duty? Yeah right! I’ll try another day (smile).