i've been a stay at home mom for a year and a half now. since i stopped working, i've learned that being at home all day with young children means that you suddenly exist in some new alternate reality where time operates exclusively at two opposite extremes: you blink and the entire day is over, or it moves so slowly that the clock actually moves backwards a little bit every time you check it.
guess what kind of day today was.
so, after the third time i waited an hour to check the time only to discover that only 20 minutes had passed, i started to get desperate. and when you're desperate, you do silly things. for example:
and also, this:
here's to the days that never end- they're hard now, but my heart knows that one day, i'll be sad that they finally did.