One day you're the super mom - pulling a wagon up steep hills while your thighs are about ready to burn off. Nursing your daughter discreetly in the Mei Tei , so she doesn't cry until you get home. You just jumped around the playground being a toddler yourself, buried yourself in the sandbox, and did cartwheels through the back yard. Shared a banana Mr. freeze and enjoyed every bit of it.
The next day bad mom comes along - you don't get the seat belt buckled all the way and when you have to make a fast stop for a car pulling out in front of you, your son goes flying into your back seat. Next thing you know you step out of the room to dispose of a poopy mess and your daughter has a slice on her finger from a pop can. Someone tells you your crabby, macroni's thrown in your hair, a baby biting you every chance she gets, and nobody but you wants to take a nap.
One day it's great, next day it's not! The life of this mom. . . I love it! (*wink* there are times I wonder what I got myself into, but in the end it's all good! *winks*)
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
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4 comments:
GREAT POST!! Ha ha ha! And isn't it the truth? Boy, do I understand where you're coming from!
I understand you all the way! lol
Though I can't say that I love it. I love the good days. The bad days usually send me wondering WHAT I got myself into! lol
I think we have all been there and done that! But don't the good days make up for the bad ones?
been there!!!! haha =]
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