I don’t even know why I am blogging right now. I don’t have any news, I don’t have any fab pictures to post, quite frankly, I really don’t have anything to say. But it’s been a while so here I am. Actually the majority of our recent posts have been made by Scott (he’s so awesome!). I know I am not any busier than my other blogging friends, in fact, they are busier than I am and still manage to blog. I suppose I’m just not interesting or creative enough.
I have been in a selfish mood lately. Maybe if I just unload my desires I’ll be released of them.
Here we go:
*If I am tired, I just want to lay down and go to sleep.
*I want to go somewhere without the hassle of coats, socks, shoes, and buckles.
*I want to shop at the grocery store without having to play i-spy while concentrating on coupons, prices, and ingredients.
*If I’m feeling creative, I want to pull out the knitting needles or the sewing machine without guilt.
That’s all. I feel bad for having these selfish thoughts. I know there are tons of gals who would do anything to be in my shoes. I am so lucky to have two beautiful girls. I am so lucky I get to stay home with them. I don’t even have the right to complain.
there! it feels good to get that off my chest.
oh jenn! of course you have the right to complain!!! girl, staying home can be lonely and is so hard. i complain all the time, and at the same time i’m thankful that i have the choice to be with my boys. that’s why i do blog…cuz it’s a journal that reminds me of the good things! and it also makes me smile when i complain on my blog cuz then i can see the humor in the more difficult moments. don’t clean or cook for two nights, and knit!!
Dear Jenn,
I can remember (just barely) being in the same shoes. I just yearned to talk to another adult for 5 minutes! You are not selfish, just normal.Take time for you. Take a nap, knit, or whatever. Scott and your two adorable girls can be so thankful they have such a caring, wonderful Mom.
Your honesty is so refreshing to me. I hope I can help relieve you in some small way.
Love,Nancy