“I Don’t Know How She Does It”
I found myself renting this little diddy a few days ago and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since.
I rented it because I thought “Hey there’s a title I can relate to…why I can think of several occasions where I have thought that exact thing about myself.”
“I Don’t Know How She Does It.”
Well, here’s my review: ppppfffffttttttt
I know exactly how she does it. About 10 minutes into the movie I knew. It’s called a full-time nanny, house cleaner, cook, totally unrealistic overly understanding husband, a never ending supply of cash, ONLY 2 kids, a hyper metabolism or never eating thus not feeling the pressure to exercise…ever, a personal assistant, and most nights spent in a hotel room that has room service and the luxury of watching whatever you want…all night long.
REALLY PEOPLE? Who is writing this stuff? I get that this movie is based (loosely) on the reality of some women but I would LOVE to see it based on the reality of a stay-at-home-LDS- ward calling- PTA- mother of 2+,ages ranging from 0-18, on a budget-clips coupons-no nanny-no house cleaner-lucky to shower 2 times a week- daily uni is sweats-hair in a pony tail-and then ask the question “I don’t know how she does it” and the odds are that by the end of the movie you will find that she doesn’t….and it’s OK.
I know that woman won’t get her own show. Can you imagine “The Real Housewives of Stay at home-ville”: A “procedures” free face and body, no fancy shmancy clothing on a daily basis, rarely lunching with friends, doing her own pedicure on their bathroom floor trying to maneuver her thighs over her post baby belly which is taking a lot longer to get rid of because working out a and eating healthy is a joke. Eating those little gold fish and left over Halloween candy is sooo much easier than peeling an orange or blending together a green smoothie.
One review I read said: “Fun, Sexy, and Smart” yah, I was too before I got married and had kids.
Or- “A hilarious comedy about having it all. Because we deserve it.” What exactly is the “All” that they are talking about?
I am quite certain that their “All” and my “All” are very different.
My “All” right now isn’t remotely close to the world's definition. Although- I'm not gonna lie, most days I wish it was. But right now, right now it is about frozen nuggets, tantrums, laundry, making my own chicken stock from a chicken carcass to save a few dimes, wiping bums, doing puzzles, putting my almost 3 year old in time out for the 5th time today and asking daily (to one of my 4 girls) “Why are you crying?”
Tonight my “All” was listening (in complete exhaustion-head ready to hit the pillow) to said almost 3 year old plunk out a few keys on the piano and sing at the top of her lungs “My mom’s awesome. My mom’s nice. My mom’s bootiful”
She's my ALL.
And that's about ALL I can handle!
