How challenging it is.
The exhaustion is emotional, mental and physical.
How can one so small take so much?
I love him.
He wears me out.
Everything is new.
The laughter flows.
The world is amazing.
The tears just come.
I am wrung like a sponge.
Days go by in a blurr.
I cannot catch my breath.
I am trapped.
Life and time flies.
Sometimes:
I yearn for yesterday.
Can I turn back the clock and relax?
Can I rediscover solitude and silence?
Oh, for a carefree day.
Will those days come again?
Will I recognize them?
Will they look like something else?
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They will come back to your life, but they will look different because you look at things with different eyes now.
And it's both beautiful and terrifying, all at once. Which is, well, life. ;-)
Love you guys.
Janie, this time of life goes by in a blur--it just does. Hang on for the ride! In 25 years you'll wonder how in the heck Liam grew up so quickly. (And maybe even miss these wild years a little.)He is adorable--so much fun to see him walking with such determination.
What's amazing and beautiful, to me, anyway, is that the moments when Sponge Janie has been wrung to the limit is usually followed by the flowing laughter.
Unless I miss my guess, of course.
You will catch your breath. You will rediscover solitude and silence. And, with apologies to Trace Adkins ... you're gonna miss this. You're gonna want this back. You're gonna wish these days hadn't gone by so fast.
At least, that's what I hear tell from the amazing parents in my life.
How truly challenging it is, and what a beautiful woman you are to rise to it. And on those days when you think you just can't ...
he laughs, and you regain your strength.
Ain't it the truth, Maggie. Ain't it the truth.
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