Sometimes, by the end of the day, I'm ready to toss them into their room, lock the door, and pass out on my bed (on top of the pile of laundry that I do not currently have the energy to fold).
Truthfully, motherhood is a great gig. I'm my own boss and my hours are flexible. I like not having deadlines and people breathing down my neck. I like that I can dress however I want and that I am free to pursue my own interests. And, hey, I like my kids. ;)
But sometimes it's tiring and isolating and monotonous and lonely.
And that's okay.
Or at least it will be tomorrow morning. :) I need a to sleep off a headache and some cookie-induced nausea.
All my love.
i hear ya. it's not like i don't love my son so so much and feel so blessed and know it;s all a miracle. it's just that i feel crazy some days. :) keep on keepin on, sister.
ReplyDeleteI so remember those days, and yes, it was all that.
ReplyDeleteI admire you and your patience and persistence!
At least you're cute!!!!! I know how you feel though. Family life is a little different when you don't live in UT in an apt. complex with a bunch of families in the same boat. It's certainly lonely.
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