Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Tales from a housewife.

That sounds cryptic, doesn't it? Ha! Well I just have a few pictures and things to share, nothing crazy. 
 Lucy is the cutest thing in the whole world. Honest to god, she is maybe the prettiest baby there ever was. I just want to squeeze her guts all of the time. 
 Then there's this goon who is such a joker you never know if he's serious or not. 
 So Penelope is going to start a legit pre-school in the fall. I feel kind of bad, like I'm shipping her off, but truly, she needs more structure than I can give her. She'll be a morning kiddo and get home right about nap time, so that'll be nice. That will give Lucy some time to be alone and not have to death match over all of the toys. 
Every time I think I have my short term memory loss under control, I do something particularly dumb that reminds me I'm not really at the wheel anymore. On this particular day I was trying to cook two burgers on the stove and forgot about them. I dozed off on the couch and woke to my entire house being smoky and then I remembered that oh yeah, I was doing something. That was actually Easter Sunday because I couldn't get myself together to socialize or put on pants. It was bad, Matt was not impressed with my almost-burning-the-house-down moves.

I'm finding that it's hard for me to feel fulfilled in my role as stay at home mom/wife. I find no joy in any of it. I'm supposed to be finding new joy in my life but I feel trapped in my own house. I can't even do what I want in the house because I'm constantly followed around by kids. I can't understand women who live this as their dream. This feels like a nightmare. I can hardly wait until the littles start school... then I'll feel like I have some freedom. 

1 comment:

Life Love & High Heels said...

I completely agree. I think being a SAHM can be cool for a little bit, but no. I have another friend who also said she's just as bored and it's not as great as people think it is.