Working Too Much

It has been a long time since I posted. To anyone who actually reads this blog, I apologize. It seems that being a parent has actually gotten in the way of writing about parenting. Single parenting is a challenge, the rewards are great, as with all parenting, but free time is little limited.

I got up an hour earlier today so that I could tackle some items on my to-do list and even though my daughter is sleeping, I have four four legged friends that are begging for my attention. Peace and quiet are relative terms here. I want to say to all you who read this: Listen to your kids, they are the barometer that you can use to create balance in your life.

Two days ago, I got the knife in the heart. "Mommy, why did you adopt me if all you want to do is work?" Ouch.

My daughter is right of course. No need to explain to her that we are in a serious financial position right now. No way to tell her that working 8-12 hours a day is going to make the difference. I have faith that I can make our lives better by working at home, and I am looking for a way to do it without shaking her world.

Is there a point to being successful if your kids suffer for it? I don't think so.