I am in Tennessee this week...because we live here.
Our 3 boys are not in Wisconsin this week. They don't work.
Our 3 boys are here in Tennessee with me...because they live here.
Let me state for the record that I have a great deal of respect for mothers or fathers who are in positions that require them to be the only caregiver for their children. It's exhausting. I'm worn slap out. Pooped. Wiped out. Get my drift?
Let me also state for the record that I have a great deal of respect for anyone who has to sleep by themselves. I hate sleeping by myself. I like knowing that if something terrible were to happen there is another adult to fight my battle for me. I'm not brave. I'm the lion from wizard of oz. My sense of hearing is impecable when Allen isn't here at night. The train that passes by our house every single night suddenly sounds like the grim reaper coming to kill and torture me. Or a legion of vampires...but not the glowing kind from twilight. These vampires are out to kill me till I die.
I also like knowing that when the baby cries if I fake being asleep for long enough Allen will feed him. Don't nominate me for mother of the year. Get off your high horse you've done it too.
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