... is impossible when you are a mom. Yesterday I felt horrible with a sore throat and cold. But Connor got sick too, and he was more sick than I was. All I wanted to do was lay around and not do anything, but with the wonder twins feeling fine and all over the place, that was almost impossible. Have I mentioned I am in the market for one of those superyards? They are cute, but so exhausting. Colin is so fast climbing UP the stairs that I'm constantly running across the room to bring him down. And Keira likes to try to pull up on tippable objects - the Fisher Price rocker and the play kitchen for example. So then I am running back to the other side of the room to get her. And poor Connor is moping on the couch watching Wubbzy on Nick Jr. By the way, I now hate that show. On Demand seemed like a good idea at the time, but after watching the same episode 8 times in a row and being able to sing the theme song in my sleep, I have changed my opinion. ;)
I'm the kind of girl who, at 40 years of age, still calls herself a girl. I'm an organized person living in a cluttered house with child hoarders who keep tiny pieces of paper and use scotch tape liberally on empty toilet paper rolls, er I mean, swords. I can't figure out why there are stickers on my couch because my twins are in 4th grade. I wish we had a house with a mudroom or a closet or a nook, just so my husband can stash all his running/biking/etc stuff there instead of on his kitchen chair. I just started wearing a plum colored lipstick and realize how much better I look even though according to the fashion magazines, my skin tone is warm and I should wear browns instead. I'm currently wondering how to respond to one of my child's teachers who reached out about the fact that he's acting up in class... and his response - "I want to have a social worker like _____ because he gets to take breaks and play with putty." My daughter took a Chi...
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