I am posting this on a Tuesday morning, when I am 36 weeks pregnant, about to hop on a plane (leaving behind my husband with our 2 year old, potty-training daughter) so that I can fly across the country to chase down the biggest career opportunity I’ve been presented with thus far. Talk about walking the tight rope.
It’s impossible to be SuperMom. But some days we have to dust off the cape, give ourselves a pep talk, arm ourselves with kindness (mostly towards ourselves) and dive into life head first. This is one of those days. And for all you working mamas out there, I salute you.