At 7:30 P.M. I decided I was clocking out. I had rocked babies, nursed, made three meals, packed tomorrow's picnic, fought toddlers into clothing, brushed three people's teeth, wrestled kids into car seats, picked up the same mess too many times, loaded and unloaded the dishwasher, and vacuumed a handful of times.
I remember being a child and thinking about how slowly time moved. It took what felt like a decade for just one school year (180 days) to pass. Now as an adult, the months seem to fly by in a revolving cycle of bill paying. The days seem to drag and fly by simultaneously. I'll find myself wondering how it's only 9 a.m. and I have washed 2 loads of laundry, made breakfast, dressed kids, and done dishes, but yet feel as if I'm watching the grass grow as we figure out how to make it two more hours until nap time.
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Megan is a stay-at-home mom to a stubborn and charming toddler and adorable baby girl. She is a freelance writer who hasn't slept in way too long.. She survives off of the pot of coffee her wonderful husband makes her FRESH each morning and any snack she can grab while keeping up with her little ones. Archives
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