17 different women, 36 crazy children, 0 babies in utero
Adventures, Advice and Questions from a group of Mormon women who met in Queens, NY and have now scattered all over the place.
Friday, June 27, 2008
You Know You're Done When...
I feel tired. I feel weak. I look at the clock and realize there are at least 3 or more hours until dad comes home to relieve me. *SIGH* I'm so DONE with being a mother today.
I realize I'm done being a mother when everytime I sit down my body feels like its has just run 5 miles and my eyelids start to close on their own.
I know I'm done being a mother when I won't play "tag" when I'm vacuuming. The kids love to run back and forth in front of it and scream and laugh. It's usually really cute, but today it's REALLY annoying.
I know I'm done being a mother when I call DH and beg him to come home early
I know I'm done being a mother when before DH even leaves for work I'm begging "Please don't leave me with them!"
I realize I'm done being a mother when I find myself cooking pancakes and eggs for the third time this week....for dinner.
I realize I am done when both kids are dressed and ready for bed and hour before bed time.
Today, I'm done.