‘I was standing there in pajamas in the school hallway’
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When your mother’s life runs on a tight agenda, you can bet that there will come a day when something unexpectedly turns up that you didn’t have on your schedule.
Priya (34) lives with Gregory (32). She is mother of Davide (7) and Ronnie (4).
“It was Gregory’s turn to take the kids to school and daycare. Fixed shot on my day off. In my pajamas, I kissed my family goodbye, closed the door behind them, and blissfully rubbed my hands together for a morning of undisturbed rumbling on my own. Thirty seconds later, Greg was back inside. “Miss Day,” he hissed. “And we’re already late.”
In pajamas
There was nothing else to do: I had to go with them, now. That way I could buy something in the neighborhood supermarket next to school and quickly put it in Davide’s hands while hanging up my coat. I didn’t know where to look when I paid for the Merci box at the checkout with my raincoat over my Garfield pajamas and a bird’s nest on my head.
“Luckily I was the only parent in the hallway. I thought”
To make matters worse, I still had to go to school in that same outfit, but luckily I was the only parent in the hallway. I thought. “Max said you had such nice trousers,” beamed Davide when I picked him up from school that afternoon. ‘Too bad you’re wearing such a boring dress now.’”
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Tight schedule
Marinda (38) is single mother of Caro (6).
“Combining work and motherhood? I always thought it was a breeze. A matter of arranging flexible childcare and a nice babysitter nearby. That’s how I made it for five years without too much damage, except for a single forgotten birthday.
I had just completed a major project and very exceptionally joined the work drink that Wednesday. He started at half past three, early enough to be in plenty of time to pick up Caro from after-school care.
Exactly that day
Until four, the first prosecco just behind the molars, the teacher called. She had been trying to reach me for hours, she said, in vain. Yes, logically, I had been presenting all this time. ‘You do know that the BSO has a study day today, don’t you?’ she moaned. ‘Caro has been drawing in my class since one o’clock, but is now very sad.’
With screeching tires, ignoring all speed limits, I raced to school, where I hugged my daughter, sweating, with a cone and a hundred apologies. Since then I copy every study day and class-free days to my mother’s agenda; There’s no way my child will ever feel this lost again – and I won’t feel this way.”
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