Ok so I know that I complain about being “stuck” with my children, sometimes. But when I’m stuck with no hope of anyone coming to my rescue, I feel trapped, claustrophobic, like I can’t breathe. But when my husband comes to me today after he’s been mowing for 5 hours and says to me “My mom said she would take the kids so we could go run errands without them” I honestly felt my stomach drop. Not that Grandma isn’t capable. But I will miss them. I love my children. How dare he make such a suggestion and plan without consulting me first?! Emme’s been happy today. Brighton’s been good. They’ve been silly and funny and I don’t want to leave them.
What is wrong with me?
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