Sometimes I get very tired of being a Mom.
I know, I know.
Not for long. Usually a good sleep, or latte will bring me back to myself.
However, it is the moments when you have said "Get ready for school" for the 18th time, or picked up the underwear off the bathroom floor, or had the same round about argument with the 8 year old about whether or not you signed her permission slip ( come on! Of course I signed it!)
and you think...."When do I get my life back? Will I ever get my life back?"
Because you don't think so, really - you suspect that this goes deeper than you thought as you were deciding to get pregnant and have a baby. That this is the hidden part of the deal.
That this person, whom you adore and who makes you laugh like no one else - This person, who leaves her underwear on the floor everyday- This person, who turns her nose up at the food you have prepared and tells you that your breath smells bad....Well, you would step in front of a truck for this person.
And that freaks you out, a little.
Because as much as you sometimes wish for this person to grow up and leave the nest, you realize that the nest is getting smaller and your baby is much bigger. That pretty soon, this person who can't keep her damn clothes ON will stop letting you see her naked.
And like very good dark chocolate and espresso, this makes for delicious bittersweet thoughts.
I know, I know.
Not for long. Usually a good sleep, or latte will bring me back to myself.
However, it is the moments when you have said "Get ready for school" for the 18th time, or picked up the underwear off the bathroom floor, or had the same round about argument with the 8 year old about whether or not you signed her permission slip ( come on! Of course I signed it!)
and you think...."When do I get my life back? Will I ever get my life back?"
Because you don't think so, really - you suspect that this goes deeper than you thought as you were deciding to get pregnant and have a baby. That this is the hidden part of the deal.
That this person, whom you adore and who makes you laugh like no one else - This person, who leaves her underwear on the floor everyday- This person, who turns her nose up at the food you have prepared and tells you that your breath smells bad....Well, you would step in front of a truck for this person.
And that freaks you out, a little.
Because as much as you sometimes wish for this person to grow up and leave the nest, you realize that the nest is getting smaller and your baby is much bigger. That pretty soon, this person who can't keep her damn clothes ON will stop letting you see her naked.
And like very good dark chocolate and espresso, this makes for delicious bittersweet thoughts.
