I think I'm insane. Why else would I agree to go on a roadtrip with my family? The zany cast of characters include 2 type A grandparents, 1 whiny 4.5 yo and 1 demanding infant? I is crazy. (not a typo; you read that right) The bright side? We will be driving in style in our new (used) car (Toyota Highlander - the last of the streamlined model). The little lovely will be mine! Yay! I washed my VW Passat today as I passed it to my husband. I love that car despite it's consistent need for repairs. It was speedy, sleek! Goodbye, my friend? I get strangely attached to my cars - actually to anything. I'm probably the only person I know who gets sad as they drive away from Goodwill after a drop-off. Must be similar to the sensation toddlers have upon leaving a poop in the toilet during toilet training. The explanation from the head experts is that the little kid feels like he is leaving part of his body behind - a kidney - you know something they might need. Could that hefty bag of old Banana Republic pants and my senior prom beaded bag represent a part of my body? Hmmmm.....
So.....I've been at this "mom" gig for 4.5 years now with a promotion to "mom of two" 7 months ago. I have to say it's been a crazy ride. Crazy good and bad. Crazy good in that it has introduced two wonderful, wise, hug worthy souls in my life. Crazy bad in that I often feel like I've been swimming in sludge. Motherhood definitely forces you to slow down. Do you have aspirations of getting anything done today? As they say in New York: Fuhgeddaboutit! I really hate this aspect of having kids - I have yet to accept this. Instead I grit my teeth (rhyme words with fuck), snap at small, defenseless kids and get really frustrated. Yeah, it's a struggle.
Funny lines:
Hey mom do you know why my face looks like this? (frown) because I just took a poo!
