The usual three ring circus

Juggling. Juggling work, family, home. Juggling the needs of aging parents and needy kids. Juggling tennis balls that become eggs that become watermelons. Juggling several large fruits with one hand while holding a cup of coffee in the other...okay, back to the topic.
Is family life really about keeping all the balls in the air and keeping them moving, or is a more accurate metaphor that of a tightrope walker? Balancing on that thin wire, holding a number of props weighing us down...let's see how this can look.
On my school/work shoulders, progress reports and an upcoming IEP. Added to that weight was a directive to move "my things" out of my old classroom. The boxes they thought were mine, however, were actually old curriculum materials. I threw several away, hoped they weren't valuable, and labelled the rest for storage. Then, and only then, I returned to my desk and my gradebook.
On the other hand, or the other shoulder, Husband had the week off during Amigo's final exams which helped with the odd schedule that always accompanies finals. I could stay after school for an extra hour because I didn't have to rush home to take the kiddo to an appointment.

Rather than go on and on about the uneven balance of work and home and outside events outside my control, I'll just call on a skill many mothers possess. I'll climb on that tightrope, look straight ahead, find a focal point, and breathe. In, out, in, out. Then a deep cleansing breath, and I'm there, on the other platform, still holding all of my burdens, but at least able to hang onto something for support.
That's what it's all about; support. The safety net below our tightrope is real and necessary. I think my next task is making sure that net is in good repair.

This post was written for Parent Bloggers Network as part of a sweepstakes sponsored by BOCA. I can't write about juggling without thinking about my grad school friend, Deb, who found herself competing for attention with a very real juggler.

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