Stay at home moms should be given big huge gigantic awards that are ridiculously bedazzled and too heavy to carry. They should be given special parking spots at wal-mart and there should be red carpet and confetti raining from above constantly. Just for them.
I don't know how they do it. I don't know how they do it AND stay sane. Since I've been home, I have realized just how impatient I really am when it comes to the kids. Here all this time, I have lived a sheltered life of working and being away from them for half the day. Now it's all day long, 24/7, 3 meals per day. Wow. I'm ready to get back to work. I thought you mello out the older you get, but I seem to be going in reverse on that one.
I am not sure that Tony fully understands my need to go back to work. I'm sure the day he comes home and I've built a velcro wall in the living room and all 4 of the boys are stuck up there, he'll get the picture....
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