eatthefrostingfirst

Summer is almost over- we're spending our last week going to a Yankees game (I'm from Boston-through and through) and to Hershey Park (I hate rollercoasters and anything that spins). When did vacation not become about ME? Bonus** HERSHEY Park. Yes, that HERSHEY! Land of chocolate. Okay, there's a little something in it for me. I'm watching a lot of Food Network and HGTV. When did I become old and boring? Found an old Wiggles DVD and started doing the cold spaghetti dance. Alone.  Became nostalgic for my boys being little. I'm really cynical.  I dont know how NOT to be sarcastic. I need a part time job with mothers hours: only 3 days a week that will allow me school vacations and summers off. Oh and time to get a hair cut, pedicure, drs apt, and a trip to Target in whenever I want. And that pays me. Yup, guess this stay at home Mom thing may be looking like it for a while

Youngest made me want to pull my hair out yesterday. Or was it the day before? Oh wait, maybe it's all the days. He is willful and spirited and adamant and persistent and exhausting. Oh, SOOOO EXHAUSTING! And I lose my shit and realize we are two peas in a pod at times. And I realize I gotta stop losing my shit. And I was so tired from arguing and punishing and lecturing And then I came home and read a friends blog who is living with metastatic breast cancer. And she talked about how she envies me. (well not me but the me's out there. The ones who are going on with their lives-day to day-living, breathing, enjoying) And I was brought back down to humanity level. I was reminded how precious life is. How one day..seriously, it's just a blink of an eye, your life can be turned upside down. And the hours of yelling at your youngest child may not be so important anymore. It may not exhaust you because...well, frankly, there are real problems going on. Not the f...