Feb. 26th, 2014


Feb. 26th, 2014 10:10 am
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I managed to write fiction yesterday morning, which was excellent, but not to make the post about it that I planned to do. And today my children are both home, and tomorrow is my volunteer day at my daughter's school, so a busy time again, although right now a moment of something like calm as my daughter spends her media time on the Sesame Street website.

And of course as I type that, I see my son has not managed to fall asleep after all, so I must go upstairs and see if his diaper needs changing. So exciting and dramatic, the life of the stay-at-home mother. But the worst of it is passing. I remember some author, I truly do not know which one, writing about the compromises of the time when her children were very young, and how one must remember that it does pass. I had found that place with my daughter, just when I succeeded in becoming pregnant again, and then the first year of my son's life had much room, he was quite the calm infant and slept much, but now he is ready to explore the world all the hours, so it is harder. But it will pass, it will pass, it will pass.


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