1) I sit at the dining room table folding laundry, watching Xander run like a crazy person around the house, and around the table.
Me: "How do you have that much energy?!"
Him: "I don't know, Mommy. I just do."
Me: "Well, if you get bored, you can always help me fold."
Him: "No, I'm having more fun running in circles around you!"
2) The mastitis is gone, hooray! But yesterday we found out why I have it: Connor doesn't nurse very well. He sucks like he would through a straw, instead of fully with his jaw. So... we've already seen a chraniosacral therapist. The chiropractor is tomorrow. And the midwives gave me a large to-do list. We'll see what happens in the next week.
3) In the boys' room, before bed, I look in dismay at the clothes littering the floor. I start to pick them up and put them in the laundry hamper, but then I stop myself. I drop them where they lay and say to myself, disgustedly, "What am I doing?" Then, more loudly, "Boys, please put your clothes in the hamper! I am NOT your maid!" No sooner do the words come out of my mouth than I realize... wow, I'm straight out of a movie.
4) This new federal health insurance is confusing! The things they ask for make no sense. Argh. And everything was due today. Let's hope it got squared away. (Hey, that rhymed.)
5) Our house has never been such an utter mess. Toys everywhere, stuff cluttered, papers and mail haphazard on the table. I apologized for its state to the midwives today, and one responded, quite wisely most likely, "I'm glad to see it! If a house is too clean we worry, it means the mom is doing too much." LOL I'm glad it's not just me. But oy... this letting go thing is harder than it looks!
Yes. I think it was Bednobs and Broomsticks. You watched it and when the woman and girl were making the boys beds you asked, "Why are the women making the boys beds? The boys slept in them!" Or something like that.
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Tis the question of the ages!
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