Desperately Seeking a Slow Down
Dear mamas, you are wonderful. Let's just get that out of the way. Working, stay at home, married, single, all of the above... you are awesome. I don't discredit dads at all, my husband is one of the best there is. I am speaking to the mamas because that is what I am, and that is who I'm writing for. No matter how many kids we have, or what our days look like, we are busy. I don't know about you but even when I'm sleeping, my subconscious is always thinking about the kids. I know this because I wake up at the drop of a hat when my kids make any type of noise at night. Just this morning about 3 AM, I swear I was awake before my 3-year-old even came in to tell me he peed the bed. My husband, that glorious dude, was passed OUT and didn't wake to even ask what was going on. I ask him sometimes if I ever were to go away for a night, what would he do if something happened? He insists that he would be fine and that he just stays sleeping because he knows I am here. Thanks, dear. I am not complaining. He works hard so that I can be home with our three kids, ages 5, 3-1/2, and 1-1/2. My point is this: we as mamas always have our children on the brain. It's probably instinct. We carry them, feed them, care for them, so therefore we are attached in a way that maybe others aren't, or don't understand. It is both a blessing and a curse. (I will get to the photo soon, I promise.)
