In fact I don't even believe in her. I think she's a big fake faker. But I'll tell ya what, those pioneer women, the real ones, they must have been nutso. Also included in this "Nutso" category are women whose husbands are deployed, women who are single moms, women whose husbands are kinda lame, women with special needs kids and women whose husbands are workaholics... among others.
Matt worked 14 hours today. Bless his heart. Sawyer woke up on the wrong side of the bed & STAYED there. Abram has been declining his afternoon nap for the last week and then losing his freaking marbles about 5:15 every night.
Of course that's also about the time that Sawyer is hungry & whiny & I'm irritable & dinner is not anywhere near ready & Abram wants to be held & the house is a freaking wreck & the floor that I have swept 8 times already is stinking to my aching feet. Normally Matt walks in the door about this time & kisses me. Somehow he still smells amazing. Somehow he can still make my heart go all pitter-pattery. Somehow he calms the baby down and gets Sawyer to think that cleaning up her toys is the funnest game on the planet. Somehow the whines & cries are replaced by laughter & songs. Somehow he makes me feel appreciated & sexy, even with my incomplete do-to list & pjs & ponytail. But not tonight, and it really makes me realize a few things.
1) I am a big fat spoiled brat
2) my husband is a-freaking-mazing, and
3) mothering is rather challenging. I'm probably a two-kids-tops kind of a mom.
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