Me: Do you ever think about what our lives would be like without kids?
S: No, I have kids. I don't have time to think.

Some says, cleaning the house makes me feel accomplished. All the other days, it makes me resentful of my filthy lazy family.

You go to work, spend some good focused time wrapping up that year end report. It looks nice. Your numbers are on target. There's excel sheets with 3-D graphs, a supplemental PowerPoint with animation. You get all your files alphabetized. That new product launches and is stunning. Sales are excellent. You pack up and head home.

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Disclaimer: this is not anti-SAHM in any way. I know a woman--childless not really by choice--who wrote a long blog post about why women shouldn't leave the workforce. It's one of my favorite things--because moms telling other moms what to do and shaming them just wasn't enough, let's call in those who have no children and who imagine (as if...I'm ( Read more... )

Meditation with a toddler doesn't count.

( duh... )

In the car with both kids crying from the back seat

Me: remind me again why we had kids?
S: because water boarding was just too gentle

Nursing the baby on the back steps next to a line if cloth diapers. Please pass the granola.

So times it feels as though I spend hours every day moving things around my house. Sick from dining room table (?) to drawer. Drawing taped to wall. Toys in bins. Toys in bins. Toys in bins. Books on shelf. Dishes to cabinets. Dishes to dishwasher. Floss to bathroom. It's weird to think about, this constant moving this from here to there to there ( Read more... )

Today in big box hardware store, I'm carrying E in the Ergo and she is happily chattering and kicking and grubbing. Dude walks up to me:
Random dude: how old is she?
Me: nine months
Random dude: she talking?
Me: no not yet, just babbly
Random dude ahole: oh yeah? We have a 7 month old. He's talking! Mama and yes and hi and daddy.
Douchebag walks off. ( Read more... )

This magic moment...

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