From the Middle-Aged Mom Diaries

I’m a hot mess.  Totally overwhelmed.  Burnt out.  Either running around trying to figure out which direction to go in or immobilized, needing to do absolutely nothing.  I also feel grateful for everything I have, for my kids and everything they do, for the person I have grown into, and for the lessons I continue to learn.  I imagine my brain with 168 tabs open all at once ALL THE TIME.  The schedules for 5 different baseball teams and a lacrosse team.  Which classes am I teaching each week and at which locations?  What days and times can I schedule my clients around needing to pick my kid up from his practice that always runs late?  How do I fit in accomplishing everything I wrote on my 2026 Bingo Board and promised myself I would do this year?  I need to clean my office and mail out gifts I forgot I still had from Christmas.  I need to buy paint for the bathroom renovation.  Is it a pain in the ass to pull up linoleum?  There were 32 mini Rice Krispy treats in that box I bought last night.  How are half of them missing?  Which child ate way too much sugar today?  Those flowers my boyfriend got me are absolutely gorgeous.  I really need to stop to smell the flowers more.  I think I’m almost out of moisturizer.  I should get myself the good kind at Ulta this week.  I need an oil change.  Where should I go that I won’t feel like they will try to screw me just cause I’m a woman?  Did I put the clothes that were in the washer into the dryer?  What can I make that’s healthy for dinner tomorrow?  Omg Easter is next weekend and I still need to put together Easter Baskets.  Wtf Kelly!  I wish I could stop my random foot pain.  What will my theme be in my yoga class?  Can I fit in a lunch break with a friend this week?  I have a few people that I really want to catch up with.  I need to remember to order the dog’s heartworm chews.  I need to write out some checks to pay the water bill and my excise tax I keep forgetting about.  Will my skin ever stop being so itchy?  I thought the hormone replacement therapy was supposed to help.  Thank God it helps me sleep.  When could I try to go line dancing this week?  I know I need to make time for me.  That mom guilt really sucks.  What else could I be working on to bring in more income?  I wish the island sink would just drain already.  What the heck is stuck in there anyways?  I haven’t worked on that puzzle I started right after Christmas.  I really should finish it so I can get it off the kitchen table.  I should really slow down.  I need to take things one at a time.  I probably should do some yoga.  I will feel more centered.  Do I have time for that?

Sound familiar?  If you have ever felt alone in your thoughts and responsibilities, fear not for research tells us this is all way too common…

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