This is the 8th time I've sat down at the computer to blog. Seriously. I cannot get a moment to myself! You would think I lived at mission control with the whole universe depending on my immediate response. "Mom! Did you know this is a 2009 version of the train schedule? I NEEEEEED the 2011!" *bounce! bounce*. (That just happened, really.) So where was I? "Mom! I have the note to the tooth fairy! Where do I put it?!" BRB.
I am definitely ON all weekend long. My duties start after school on Friday and end with school drop off on Monday. No wonder I drink too much coffee. I foolishly thought I would be letting go more by now. However, the demands, though evolving, are still resting on my very achy shoulders. I need to know all, be all and do all. And I am tired of it. Sure I get the odd moment and yes, my husband can cook and do some chores. All kid related crap still rests on me. And what isn't kid related crap? Apparently nothing.
So today I went on strike.... for maybe 15 minutes ... then DD came and cuddled with me and showed me her cute craft and I immediately caved. Then I ate some chocolate, played some "Angry Birds" and went back to it. So I guess I like this job. All thoughtful blog-writing will occur weekdays after kids are at school and my 2nd cup of coffee.
|Being the shameful, unoriginal mom that I am, I "borrowed this cartoon from here.|