Saturday, January 1, 2011
What is Cinderella Duty, anyway?
Hi, I'm Becky. I'm a stay-at-home mom of 4 years and I've realized that I am a real-life Cinderella. I'm always on duty. I have a ridiculously long to-do list, nothing to wear to the party and no time or energy to figure it out at the end of the day. There's no real Fairy Godmother...but, perhaps a Godfather?
There are mice, however. I have two: Suzy and Gus. Just like real-life mice, they chew holes in utility bills, littering the house with nibblets of paper. They don't sew or care that I make it to the ball. The idea of even bringing them to the ball with me is absurd. No doubt they'd be hanging on my gown, smearing their fruit-punch stained cheeks on my blue satin as they cry for refills and crumpets. No. I can't take them to the ball.
I did marry a prince back in 2006. He's pretty rad. Our castle is about 1300 square feet. I was pretty bummed when I realized he didn't have any hired help. Cinderella for life, right?! Woo hoo!
As a real-life Cinderella, I'm learning I don't have to do all the work before I go to the ball. After all, in the real world, our work is never complete, right? Join me as we set real expectations and figure out how motherhood, or Cinderella Duty, should really look!