My mom is a funny woman. I've always had a hard time separating her funny from her fact. I've recently learned that one classic saying was indeed a fact and not a funny. It was this - "my 10 child bearing years were the darkest 10 years of my life." I thought she was funny. I now know it was a fact.
The mom I remember from my growing up days was talented, energetic, involved, funny, and very capable. I don't remember the lady who prepared lunches for the older kids and organized play dates for the younger kids while going on four hours of sleep because she was nursing a newborn all night. I wish I knew that mom.
This is why I started a blog. When I tell my (at the rate I'm going) daughter-in-laws that my child bearing years were the darkest 10 years of my life I want my children to have a record that tells them that while it is a fact that this is hard it is also a fact that we had joy in the journey.
I found from doing my first 9 posts that I was writing for the audience. Unfortunately, this isn't for you. This is for my kids. I've given up thoughts about this blog being clever and funny. This blog is for my kids. And it might go private so I can take all the pressure of myself. Not decided yet. For now it'll be a window for my children to learn about this mom that will be long gone when they start forming opinions about me. She'll be long gone because she'll be able to sleep in past 6am and get groceries before 10pm at night. That alone will make me a much different person!