It takes forever to do anything!

This is my first time doing the whole mom gig. I had my daughter when I was 29, so it's not like I didn't get to enjoy my freedom and youth. I spent a lot of time doing whatever I felt like, and I look back on it and think to myself, "Boy, I used to do such and such so quickly!" Even creating this blog took an entire morning to accomplish. I had to find foam numbers, help pick out a Dora DVD, kick a plastic, loud orange cat out of my way to the coffee pot, apply a bandaid to a bleeding toe from said plastic cat, apply . I a bandaid to my daughters fake boo boo that suddenly appeared after she saw my own bandaid, answer an entire list of questions, and stop about 4 potential emotional crisis breakdowns due to a teddy bear getting stuck behind a bed.

But she teaches me something everyday. Yesterday I was working furiously on a Chemistry assignment and she kept trying to make me color with her. She tossed her crayons at me. I told her, gently, "Mommy has to work, we can play in a little while." She tossed her coloring book on my laptop. "Color mommy!"

"No, baby, mommy's almost done."

Then the whining started. Finally I said in a firm voice, "Mommy is busy!"

She smile sweetly and said, "NO. You're not busy, you're mommy!"

I sat there a second and realized she was right. I was missing a fun moment with my child because of some imagined responsibility that wasn't going anywhere. My assignment would still be there after I colored a picture with her. I was Mommy, and that should be my first job, not my second or my third. So, I got on the floor and colored with her.
There are days I would love to rip my hair out and find a corner to sob into. Then there are days (more than the former, thank goodness) that fulfill me spiritually and emotionally. Things are rough, sure. It's a hard job to do all by yourself. I can't get her to pee in a toilet to save my life, but her little hugs and kisses and 'I wuv you mommy!"s make the job totally worth it. Now if I can only get a hair cut and a manicure sometime in the future, I would be set.