I know that my life revolves around me and the things I love, the things I want to do, and it all gets done in the way and at the time that I want it to. Throw a baby into the mix and the world falls off its axis and you have to realign it in an entirely new way.
I stop talking about this subject because of the ridicule I receive because of it.
The only thing more valuable than your money is your time.
Last October, I spent a wonderful morning with my doctor, during which he performed a tubal ligation on me.
You know how kids are.
“That’s right Rob,” he said it again: “You’re a dad now. Everything changes when you have kids.”
Do they know I’m their friend and not just their cool mom?
I will never be the woman who asks you about children. I will never ask you if you want them.
It’s the funny, unexpected twist of parenting. You kids come into our lives. Helpless. Dependent. And along with that we are given a feeling of value and importance because we are needed.
Sometimes, I find myself staring at my boys thinking, “I wonder what they were like when they were younger?”