More, More, More
Since my daughter arrived, I’m a little more patient, forgiving, forgetful, loving, unselfish, tired, happy, empathetic, kind, dreamy, droopy, vulnerable, committed, goofy, goopy, dazzled, frazzled, content, confident, crazy, lazy, inspired, courageous, scared, scarred, womanly, human.
I’m more.
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Labels: on motherhood
posted by metro mama @ 1:01 PM
11 Comments:
Ack! Metro! You've been back for a couple of weeks, but I had gotten in the habit of skipping over your name, knowing you were away, and NOT knowing you'd be posting from afar! Sorry I missed everything!
And - so true, this. I sometimes feel when I snatch moments for myself that I am greedy and selfish, and other times, when I make sure to feed her a proper breakfast and don't have time to feed myself or when I haul my carcass out of bed for some rare night waking or when I hand over the last cookie/carrot/whatever, I feel happily selfless. It's the same with patient/impatient, alive/exhausted, and so on. Full of paradoxes, this mothering business.
Perfect post. :-)
yes.
Yup, me too.
Oh ya.......
That needs to be on a t-shirt. All of it.
Love this.
Well said!
back again.
I want my trainer. more.
Absolutely lovely.
Oh yah. Not to mention overwhelmed, lumpy, beaming and kissy.
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