Like, for instance, totally past the naked baby in oversized etsy elf hat pictures- it would be weird, and fodder for pervs. So I took a lower paying gig with a shorter commute. Sure, I'm poor :), but I can actually come home and cook. Or think about Wednesday family game night again. Or read bedtime stories to each kid. Not my condensed mommy-is-dead-on-her feet 9 pm version, or my 'why don't you all read to each other?' suggestions, that the kids are totally not buying, but a leisurely, make all the animal sounds and funny accents kind- lying in bed and cuddling kind. And doing it without Mummy resentment. Why is it always me that has to- insert activity here.
It's no longer a chore. It's a joy. Thank God for time with family. Thank God for heart shaped, handcrafted by kids pizzas. Thank God for Trader Joes pizza dough!
Joyously, pp
3 comments:
Awww ... good Mommy. Good for you. What's the point of life, really, if we're too busy to enjoy it? As for the 'Why don't you all read to each other' trick: LOL! Well, works for me. No shame in my game.
I have my moments. ;). And when I do, I make sure I document them. That's the ONLY difference between blogging moms and non-blogging moms, i promise! We all do what we can, when we can.
Thanks for stopping by! :)
Good for you Prada dear. Nothing beats family and time spent with our kids is invaluable. Enjoy your motherhood :-)
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