The Juggler

Soon after meeting my husband, he went through a juggling phase. Literal juggling! Anything and Everything went flying through the air. Bocce balls, Christmas ornaments you name it. I am not a juggler. Yet, here I am trying to balance being a wife, mother, health care worker, makeup artist, business student, etc.

I have never been a believer that we can have it all. Perhaps that sounds a little old fashion or even sexist, if you dare. I feel when I try to have it all, or juggle, one and eventually all of the balls gets dropped.

So, what should I do? Give up on it all? Drink? Well, I keep on keeping on. Wear one hat on top of another like the Mad Hatter that I feel like and continue to do my best. Sound a little Pollyanna? Maybe it is. Maybe I am. This is my life and I am a happy camper (please don't take me camping!)

I have a wonderful husband and smart, beautiful kids. So here we go...