Thursday, July 7, 2011

stay-at-home mom

My gawd...Where have two+ months gone?

I will make posts of past life events as the month goes by, but suffice to say I have been crazy busy and haven't had time to think. Most busy-ness is due to my desire to go out and drink post- doctoral work with my bad influence coworkers (you know who you are, and how much i love you), but now that the school year is over and I'm summering (I love using summer as a verb), I'm back to a somewhat constrained routine. Why? Because I'm a mother freakin' stay-at-home mom.

Okay, you gals who do this all the time, let me crown you. You are both insane and goddesses in my book. I mean, I have been at this for one week and I'm about to sell myself on the street corner or barter my too old ovaries or call some illegal organ trade folks in Jersey to sell a kidney to put these animals (my children) back in daycare.

Yes, I am prone to hyberbole.

But the upside of my 11 hours straight a day with my kids is that they do get the best of me. When I see them at 5pm, I am spent. I have struggled with this since I had kids--how do I save any goodness and patience for them at the end of the day, because, sometimes, I literally have none and my love for them just can't cultivate anything from the dried up well of me. But when it's just me and them, they get all of me. The love, patience, frustration, anger, teachable moments, quiet moments of adoration, kisses, sarcasm...blah blah blah.

I am such a bougie yuppie that I have literally NEVER watched both my children before this summer. A day here and there, a weekend when Adam's out of town--yep. But two whole months? Nope. So, wish me luck folks. I need it.