Any new parent can get a little anxious when a flight is on the horizon. Vacations are great, but actually getting to your destination with babies and toddlers in tow? As a great man once wrote, Therein lies the rub.
It’s been a little while since we talked about working here…I’m talking about working a job. An out-of-the-house, insurance-providing, answering-to-an-actual-human-boss kind of job. (And not toddler humans. Adult humans.)
I don’t know if it speaks more to my exhaustion or just to the general lack of adult conversations in my life lately, that when my husband asked me recently what I did with a whopping 20 minutes of free time, I responded, “I write-ed.”
Her tiny body—a little astronaut, I joke, in her footie pajamas, “docked” on me—lies across mine, her face pressed against me as she nurses, her tiny curled fist resting on my chest.
If you don’t already have kids and are considering it, I’m sure you will now agree, these results are not something that would necessary sell you on motherhood.
I have to tell you something: Please don’t believe my pictures. Or rather—believe them, in the sense that they physically exist right there on your computer screen—but please don’t think they tell the whole story.
I know I’m not the only parent who looks at her kid and thinks, “Holy crap, where did the time go?” Never in a million years would I think that all those people who talked about how fast it goes would be right.
