Busy Bee
It feels so strange that it is already Friday, and I only have one other blog post for the week. This week has been full of new adventures and busy days. Monday through Wednesday, I went on a mini-vacation with my sister and my nieces, who are 3 and 1, and this was more of a trip to see how they do in the car and in a strange house. Needless to say, vacations with babies are rarely actual vacations, but I did have fun and got a glimpse behind the stay-at-home mom curtain.
Anyone who has ever had the nerve to tell a stay-at-home mom that it must be nice not to work should:
a) be smacked immediately, and
b) apologize for their ignorance
Being a mom of any kind is hard work, and going on vacation with little ones is also not a blast. You have to stick to their schedules, which, if they are still napping, can get tricky. Now don’t forget about if they are still in diapers, the things you need to be sure you have at all times. You also have to make sure they are still eating at their normal times because the only thing worse than the standard terrible threes is adding hangry to the list of reasons they’re screaming. Anyone that has ever said that being a mom was easy was either highly medicated or just had no idea what they were saying.
Yes, being a mom is easy in the sense that it is strangely easy to love these little monsters, even though they are brand new and you don’t really know them. From the moment they are born, there’s this strange love that is inexplicable, and yes, the toddler years test this love, but then they look at you and tell you that they love you, and all is forgotten. However, quiet becomes nonexistent, you forget how to sit, your house is never as tidy as it used to be, and your sanity gets tested on the regular.
Other than the “vacation,” I also had writing work to get done this week, I’m about to start ghostwriting a series of mini-books, and those outlines are due ASAP. The first few were easy; they practically outlined themselves, but I hit the dreaded writer’s block wall and am trying to find the best way to shake that off. Not to mention that on Wednesday, when I got home, I practically went straight to bed.
So that is why posting took a bit of a back seat this week. Next week, I will do my best to get back to my usual three posts. If you take anything away from this post, it should be that you need to call or go see your mom because she lived for you from the second that she found out she was pregnant.
Thank you to all the moms out there, the stay-at-home, the working moms, the single moms, the dads that were also moms, the step-moms, the foster moms, the moms who treat their kids’ friends like their own, and the grandmas that stepped in as moms. Thank you all for your love and sacrifices.