The plan was to write a beautiful love letter to my kids as the Mother's Day blog entry. I was gonna make you people cry with my eloquent tales of Mothering my little angels. And then this week happened. Oh, I still love the kids, and I am the luckiest Mama in the world, blah blah blah...I have been inundated with Mother's Day mushiness for a month, from TV to social media, the other blogs I read and my friends and family. I am well aware of what I am supposed to want. Here's what I really want. 1. I want to spend a whole day working on my sewing and craft projects, and only interact with the baby when it's convenient for me, and she is happy and cute. The second poop stank wafts up from her diaper, or she gets hungry, I want to hand her off to someone else. 2. I want to take a nap without having the pressure of only having an hour to do so, because that's all I can afford to pay in babysitting fees for Gage. 3. I want to make myself something to eat wit
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