Being a mom is exhausting. Having a full-time job is exhausting. Having a side hustle like writing is exhausting. When you put these things together and add in all of the other things that make life what it is, there’s never enough time. It’s become my most precious commodity. I don’t “make time” for things; I sacrifice in order to allocate a few minutes to something else.
The quote below has been floating around in an infinite number of meme-able forms.
“Don’t say you don’t have enough time. You have exactly the same number of hours per day that were given to Helen Keller, Pasteur, Michaelangelo, Mother Teresa, Leonardo da Vinci, Thomas Jefferson, and Albert Einstein.”
For some people, this is probably inspiring. For me, it incites rage. I get and appreciate that the people mentioned above all achieved great things. I hate that it implies that the only thing standing between you and a level of greatness that will land your name after Einstein’s is commitment. It’s total crap.
There are not enough hours in a day to accomplish everything I wish I could. So each day, I prioritize. I chose what will be important. Most days I chose my family, my friends, and my job. I push and bargain and compromise my way through each day. That’s the truth of things.
What the quote above should really say is: pick what’s most important and make it count. I think that’s what all those great people did. They chose to focus their energy on their great achievements.
So, how can I be a mother, wife, employee, friend, and writer all in one day? I can’t. I hold on for dear life to what matters most as the roller coaster of time propels me forward. And then I let go of the rest.