It is different with two. Don’t let anyone fool you. I just browsed through the archives. There were actually periods of my blogging during which I had something meaningful to say. It’s not that I don’t want to be a Mommy Blogger, it’s just that I used to think I had more than just “the kids did this today…”
I actually felt a small twinge of jealousy today when a friend told me about her job. There’s no way I could be the Mum I want to, and still work, but I really liked the idea of adult time (and let’s face it, we could definitely use the money.) Tonight I refused to let Paul and the boys come with me, insisting that I buy milk by myself. I just needed some time out the house and by myself.
I held it together for five weeks, but I am cracking this week in the evenings. I hope I normalize soon. And maybe someday in the future I’ll have something worthwhile to share with you guys — if you can hang around long enough.