Things I'm stressing about that I'm going to have to let go of
- that one will wake the other
- that one will need! me! desperately! when I'm in the middle of something with the other that can't be interupted (diaper change, nursing)
- that somebody will feel neglected
- that I will always have somebody's food and/or drink on my clothing
- that I will never find the mental silence to write a poem again
- that I can't be all things to all people
Labels: my two sons
3 Comments:
When you figure out how to let go of those things, please let me know because I haven't. Oh, except for the being covered in food/drink/other substances--I have truly embraced my inner slob.
Yes.
Oh dear. I was hoping for words of wisdom or platitudes like "oh, it gets easier, you'll find your rhythm."
So we're like the blind leading the blind, huh?
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