Two of the articles I'm working on right now involve lots of phone interviewing. In the past week, I've conduced a phone interview while Bianca made so much noise screeching and banging on her door during "quiet" time that a subway station would have been quieter. Another with Mia in the Bjorn making such loud spit-bubbles that I had to assure the interviewee that it was my baby, not my digestive system, making the offensive noises.
Today, at 1:15pm, just as I was getting B settled for quiet time, she threw up--twice. I had a phone interview scheduled for 2pm. What to do--cancel? Conduct an interview with a sick child on my lap and a bucket nearby, praying that she didn't give a repeat performance? I cleaned her up with one eye on the clock. In the end, she was so zonked that she was asleep by 1:45, but I still kept my ears cocked during my call, prepared for a speedy hang-up-and-hose-down if she got sick again. The interviewee (the GM of a fancy hotel) had no idea that 5 minutes before our appointment, I was elbow-deep in my child's regurgitated lunch.
Moments like these are so representative of my life. Pulled in a million different directions, sometimes hanging by a thread and always ready to turn on a dime--that's me, your average, everyday working mama. :)
Oh, and here's a cute pic of B modeling my Uggs, a few days back when she was feeling better. The girl loves boots!
2 comments:
Aside from the sickness that story sounds a bit like my everyday life too. I pray everytime I answer the phone that Abs will cooperate. . .only once have I had to get off the phone w/ someone and call them back after I had calmed her down. I think we should get a glass of vino together and relax!!! :)
So sad that B wasn't feeling well :(. She's doing better now, right? You definitely have a lot to juggle.
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