Multi-Tasking Mommas | Fort Bend Focus Magazine

A multi-tasking momma every day of the week – except on a particular Thursday.

By Patti Parish-Kaminski, Publisher

As a general rule, I believe that women are serial multi-taskers. I honestly do not see how we could productively exist if we weren’t so. I also believe that God made us this way so that the world He created would go forth and prosper, because if He put a man in charge of both giving birth to and raising up our babies, civilization as we know it would cease to exist.

A day in the life of a mother is a continuous, never-ending juggling act – the likes of which you are standing on the edge of a cliff in 4” stilettos on the ball of your foot balancing a baby on one hip, a diaper bag on your back and a laptop in your right hand with a cell phone up to your ear. And you – and the baby – are supposed to look really cute while doing it.

The thing is after the babies get older – say something like 272 and 302 months old – the multi-tasking doesn’t stop, because it’s become ingrained in your very being. It’s how you function. What’s worse is that your people become accustomed to your innate ability to handling any and everything at warp speed no matter the state of your current affairs. And, that’s all fine and good – until it’s not.

Enter middle age. Something happens. Things begin to hurt. Sleep begins to feel really, really good, and your attitude towards a two-page checked-off to-do list changes. Call it a laissez-faire attitude if you will. Now you can still multi-task with the best of them – don’t get it twisted – but there are days that you just flat out don’t want to. And there’s not really anybody with big enough britches to make you roll at 100 mph for 12 hours a day that particular Thursday. Just ain’t happening. You’ve got enough gumption, enough insurance and you have credit cards in your purse that work, so nobody can really force or shame you into doing anything you don’t want to do. But here’s the rub. Your people, they still try. And they are completely perplexed by the new non-list-making, un-multi-tasking, less than efficient, downright lazy un-super mom. It’s by far the best entertainment money can’t buy. It’s absolutely hysterical, and I highly recommend it.

So do what you do moms, but take your Thursday, and don’t let any of your people take it from you – no matter how much they protest. Whatever their urgent need, I promise you, they can either figure it out, or it will still be there tomorrow – ready for you to handle with motherly grace and ease at warp speed.

See ya’ll next Thursday – on the porch!

Patti Parish-Kaminski