okay, it just hit me……
next week is my last full week with my little boy before he kisses toddlerhood goodbye and says hello to pre-school……………..
for the love of everything that is holy……….I CAN’T BREATHE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ok you are laughing. I am okay with that. I understand that this may be insane to you. Let me paint a little picture for you. Pre-baby I worked. To say that I loved that work is an understatement. I LOVED the people I worked with and for. I was even climbing the ladder so to speak. Then came baby boy. My world did a 180. Seriously. I quit my job (that was hard). I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t leave that little boy. I know and understand that pretty much every mom feels that way, but I didn’t have the strength to beat it. Some may say that it borders on insane. (as you are witnessing here) I am good with dropping them off or leaving them for a couple of hours. It’s all good. Until I don’t know the person and I can’t call and check in on occassion. Well, I guess technically I could, but you have to ask yourself are you willing to be THAT mom. Fortunately for Ethan, I am not. (but I still have opportunity to change my mind at any time) 🙂
One week and the path begins……the path of, mom can no longer control everything. What’s next? Getting a Porshe and driving off into the sunset into some faraway college. Seriously, where did I put that paper bag…..I can’t breathe again…
ok, breathe in. Breath out.
just one question. how did this
turn into this
***and if that doesn’t bring a tear to your eye……you are stone cold…………….. 😉