Of course, I am exaggerating a little bit. But mostly, I feel bad for people who call or email me. Sometimes it takes me weeks to get back to them. I am online frequently but only for a minute or two at a time, when I stop to catch a breath and check my email between changing two boys in diapers, nursing one and feeding the other, getting lunch and dinner ready, and doing laundry.
These things might make the average woman with no children feel utterly depressed at the thought of having kids. But honestly, I love it. I am doing the best that I can. I admit that I don't have it all together. If you just "drop by" you might think my house is a mess, that it smells funny, and that I am still in my pajamas. Or you might catch me on a day when things are put away, the kids are happily playing with each other, and I'm relaxing on the couch reading a magazine while dinner is simmering in the crock pot. Either way, I never know what each day will bring, and that is part of the joy. Every day is a new adventure.
Oh, and to my old self, my new self would like to say, "Just chill, woman!"
Me and the Boys - Valentine's Day