You know its been one of those weeks when your three-month-old daughter pees your bed, and you don't even remember to change the sheets. And you find yourself threatening your six-year-old with the timeless classic, "Well maybe the Easter Bunny won't come here after all if you keep acting like this."
What?!
And when you finally get him down and think you may have an hour to write, to finally process the slippery slope we call parenthood, you hear your baby girl waking from another catnap, calling you with her siren's song.
So you turn away from the computer, even though you want--need-- to write, and turn on the brainless TV instead.
Here's what I'm repeating to myself over and over again these days: It won't always be like this. Just breathe and dedicate yourself completely to this moment. It kinda works for me....
Posted by: Emily Kurn | 03/31/2010 at 11:14 PM
Yep, what Emily wrote. This, too, shall pass. Sending good thoughts your way.
Posted by: niksmom | 04/01/2010 at 03:31 AM
I just had to admit to my nine year old that I am the easter bunny so it was a rough day for us too. She was very disappointed and I know that the Santa question will be next....ho-hum. At least Elias still believes the magic and Olive has yet to discover it!
Posted by: fleming | 04/01/2010 at 09:11 AM
Had a fabulous time with your parents. Just like you, I wish we all lived closer. I am over the moon that I am now going to be a grandmother too next October!!! Cannot wait. Your parents are so excited about you upcoming visit and it will be so good for the girls and later the boys!!! A much needed time of extra arms. Hang in there. I know that bunny is coming.
Posted by: Noel Dennehy | 04/01/2010 at 05:53 PM