I had a bit of a breakdown today. DH, the dogs and I were just hanging out on the couch, watching the Olympics and generally being lazy, which made me realize that this is not what I want our Sundays to be.
I want fun family time of Sundays, I want to be playing in the backyard with our kids or going to the zoo, or visiting Grandma or Gammy. I want to be woken up for 6am feeding and baby-proofing our house. I want to take naps on the couch with a little one b/c I've been up all night b/c he/she was crying. I want to be late to things b/c getting the kids out of the house just takes more time. I want to be those people with the baby sleeping in the car seat at the restaurant.
This.just.sucks.
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Sad. I was having a similar feeling today. All this effort to feather my nest, and for what?
Sorry to hear that you are feeling blue too.
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