Tuesday, October 02, 2007
 The other day as I returned from dropping the boys off at school I was welcomed home by this lovely site--Daddy, Caleb, and the twins all sitting at the front window waiting for my arrival. And my heart swelled with pride, cause how awesome is that. . . all those little people waiting and watching for none other than me to come home. And then I thought about a few weeks ago as I attended Open House for one of the boys and a conversation I had with a friend of a friend. I asked if she had seen my friend that night and she said, "No, but you know, she's really busy." And I nodded my head in agreement because my friend has just opened up a preschool out of her own home and she already has three kids of her own, one of which is the same age as the twins. Then the friend of my friend said something about "Yeah, but she's got three of her own and then she watches two other babies all day long on top of that." And I nodded my head again and said something like, "tell me about it" cause that sounds sort of like what I do all day myself except they're not other people's kids. And the friend of the friend then proceeded to point that out, that it's harder for my friend because she's watching other people's kids and the six I take care of are my own and that's cake. I tried to protest and wanted to say something to the effect that she at least gets paid and gets to dispose of half of them at the end of the day but I figured no one really cared what I thought at that point and I decided to drop it and go home. And I wondered why anyone would want to discount any mother's work, whether the kids belong to them or not, and obviously I haven't been able to shrug it off since. So as I returned to my adorable Welcoming Committee, I thought of that conversation and I thought "I don't care what that girl says, look at those three babies. Gosh! I sure do work hard."
posted by Shana # 2:37 PM 
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