I've come to a conclusion that I'm sure many would argue with, but it's my truth right now: there is no such thing as work/life balance.
There are weeks when I barely see the girls. Work takes over life. I'm lucky if I'm able to grab dinner before 9:00 pm. I'm even luckier if I manage to grab dinner at the same time as the girls.
Other weeks are different. They are a bit more manageable. When I'm having one of those weeks, I often wonder what the "give" is. There is always a "give," you know. Something is suffering if I'm spending more time with the girls. It might be the housework, it might be my career, it's something. definitely something.
Everyone has 24 hours in their day. Working full-time means many of those hours are controlled by other people.
But the hours that I control? Those are the hours that really matter.
And I'm going to keep fighting to use them in the best ways possible.