If there is one thing we moms get asked quite a bit, its “How do you do it?”

Whether you work outside of the home, work within its walls (and the school halls, and the soccer fields etc…) or fall somewhere in between – this particular question is so perplexing, mostly because in all actuality….there is no answer.

I don’t have one. You don’t have one. Hollywood doesn’t have one.

Though SJP looked awfully darn cute (and stylish! and skinny! and successful!) trying to provide an answer to the millions of women desperate (err, curious) to have one.  

No, it’s really a misnomer – this whole work/life balance, “making it happen” mentality. Not that it stops us from trying…hell, I’m typing this at 8:25 on a Thursday night because I haven’t blogged in over a month – and I feel the pull.

Prior to this moment, I have been moving since 6:30 am – kids, work, meetings, appointments, carpool, laundry, dinner, bath, story, bed. We even skipped soccer practice (bad mommy!) – and it was still this hectic. In the span of 12 hours, I cared for three children to the best of my abilities, loved them, fed them, dressed, bathed and (hopefully) helped them learn something, anything that will turn them into highly successful adults so that someday they may return the favor by paying their own way through medical school and buying me a villa on Lake Como.

Oh, and I also worked on building my business while caring for current clients, was named Secretary of a new non-profit (awesome!) and allowed (heck, even encouraged!) my husband to take a much needed night off and join some friends for the hockey game.

And no, I am NOT superwoman. I feel barely adequate on most days.

There are always emails that go unanswered. Dirty dishes that, for some reason, fail to clean themselves. A pile of socks that have been waiting to be reunited with their mates since May. Tasks that will never get the satisfaction of a check mark in my planner, a bill that gets paid late, or a substantial amount of guilt over one of the above that does not abate.  

And, do you know what? I don’t care.

Yup, you read that one right. I DON’T CARE.

I think that’s the key to making it happen – at least for myself.

In my case, I have to give myself permission to GIVE. IT. UP.

I have to allow myself to stop fussing over dishes or clutter and sit and read to my children. I have to stop fretting over my daily caloric intake and have a glass of wine with my husband. I need to realize that tomorrow is another day – thank you Scarlett – and that means another 8 hours to answer emails, put out fires and reign in my wayward to do list.

This is hard, even on a good day, especially for a Type-A-All-They-Way girl like me. Some days I am better at this task than others, I’ll be the first to admit it. I’m often the first to lose sight of what’s truly important – and get lost in the daily grind.

Who among us hasn’t? We all have – and probably felt the overwhelming need to get up at 3 am to finish some random task or felt like a rotten mom for snapping at our kids when we were really stressed about something else.

However, tomorrow is another opportunity to get it right. To live in the moment and not fret about the future or worry about taking out the trash. Another chance to be the best mom, wife, friend, daughter, sister, boss, and colleague that I can be.

So, that’s how I do it.

How do you?