Rockin’ the motherin’
Two kids breastfed on demand.
One outing to the Ontario Early Years Centre.
One load of diapers in the washing machine.
One mother and one toddler well fed and watered.
Innumerable diapers changed and bums wiped.
Two afternoon naps coordinated and executed without crying or struggles.
One mom blissfully sleeping for an hour nestled up with the newborn.
Two loads of dishes washed and put away.
One food share divided and put away.
One fridge cleaned out.
One meal (that someone else made, thank goodness!) ready to go on the table.
I guess this is our new normal. I think I’m going to survive.
