One Secret to Success as a Working Mom: Keep Your Arms Out to Receive Blessings

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Greetings from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania ! Things have been busy. I am still a working mom of three, working full time who is trying to make a difference. I do a lot of things and try to be present so that I can learn from them. I share them on this blog so that we can learn together. Below are some thoughts, hacks, and/or lessons that I have learned from navigating my world. The lesson I have learned recently is that the universe has reminders of the goodness that exists, we just have to look for them.  Life can test us in the most intense ways — and recently I have experienced that intensity. It’s been a season filled with emotional strain, logistical juggling, and moments where I question the laws of physics and fairness. But in the middle of this chaos, I have experienced some extraordinary, blessings that embodied grace-- when I least expected it.
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Mommy and Toddler Adventures!

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Today, the Andre, the toddler and I went to the Pittsburgh Convention Center and picked up my number for the Pittsburgh Marathon!

In the interest of accuracy, I picked up my number for the marathon relay. I am merely running a leg of the marathon.  It's a good thing too. I have not been training nearly as hard as I wish that I had.  Between the working and the mothering and the blogging and the vacationing my training has been a little sporadic.

It's actually funny that I almost didn't even accept the invitation to run a relay leg.  I thought that would be chickening out. I thought that I "owed it to myself" to at least run the half marathon.  I am a runner after all and previously trained for the full marathon. (Unfortunately I was not able to run the marathon that year. You can read about my severe illness and miraculous recovery at Lessons From My Health Scare).

Since I am pulled in so many directions I am glad that I did the smart thing and merely committed for the relay. I only have to run 3.5 miles. I still get to participate in the marathon magic and still retain my sanity. I also get to enjoy Cinco de Mayo! (I am toasting you right now at 6:00 PM on the eve before my race with a Skinny Girl Margarita.  Thanks Bethenny Frankel!)

Still, wish me luck tomorrow. My team members are relying on me to run at least a nine minute mile. That pace is not really consider fast by most runners. Still, it's going to be early in the morning, humid, and a race. My heart is beating fast just thinking about it.

Wish me luck! 


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