Upskilling

So I’m thinking of progressing.

‘Good luck’ I hear you say,

As you’re not exactly marketable

When you only work three days. 😩

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I’ll add more feathers to my cap

And hope they hit the spot.

So I’m training in my lunch (half) hour,

As it’s the only time I’ve got.

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Good job I’m a commuter.

For researching, trains are great,

As toddlers do not care a jot

If your CV’s up to date.

Mummy brain

So ‘Mummy brain’ is very real,

But mummies get confused. 🤔

They think their brain is shutting down.

It’s not. It’s being abused.

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Before we had 10 million things

We had to keep in mind.

And now we have 10 million more.

Some stuff gets left behind.

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Coz it’s all about priority.

Our brains, they make the call.

It picks the most important things,

As it cannot do them all.

Exposure

Do working mums watch telly?

I certainly do not.

I miss my old pal Netflix.

I think of them a lot. 😩

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I’ve been told I need to network?

How will I find the time?

There’s tonnes to do when I get home.

I’m on the go till nine!

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So I’m trying out the online route.

But will that be enough?

And it’s a very scary thought

That folk might read my stuff. 😳

A full shift

My diary’s back to back today.

I might get lunch at three.

I’ve got a project plan to write

And I really need to pee. 😬

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If I want to get through everything

It’ll be a nine hour day.

It’s nice and quiet after six,

Once most folk are away. 😩

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Then it’s home to keep on going,

As Mummy never rests.

If bloody clothes could wash themselves,

Then I’d be well impressed!

Working late

So here I am reporting back.

I hear ‘Is your plan nailed?’

I’ve tried my best, I’ve had a crack

And yes, you’re right, I’ve failed. 😫

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Month one I did a seven hour day,

Month two it went to eight.

The third month it was eight point five,

Now nine. I’m working late.

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My boss keeps telling me to go,

To take some time in lieu.

But I can’t even take my lunch,

I’ve got so much to do!

Back to work

And so I’m trying to have it all.

Let’s see just how I do.

They all say it’s impossible,

So that’s likely to be true.

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Working Mummy’s my new name.

Guilt’s waiting in the wings.

I’m trying to get back in the game

And stay on top of things.

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I’ve said I’ll limit work I take,

(I’m only fooling me).

Whilst acting like I’m still full-time,

I’ll do five days in three. 😅