Six years into motherhood, it's still shocking to see how easily my work week can get derailed. Today's surprises include my child waking up sick at 1 am. A furnace that failed to start up on the first cold night. A doctor's appointment that was scheduled to fit the doctor's convenience, not mine. It's so frustrating and yet I am lucky that my work schedule is flexible enough to absorb life's ongoing surprises. I honestly don't know how many women keep the whole enterprise going.
I feel like I've sung this tune before, but I'll bet that it's a recurring theme in most mother's lives. I'm trying to go with the flow and be thankful that I can. Still, it's the kind of week that makes me want to dig into the Classical Feminist Writings Archive and reread Judy Syfer's classic 1971 essay Why I Want a Wife.