i love a little break-don't you?

I’m back- and YES-it was fantastic.  I arrived home to a perfectly cleaned home, 4 bathed and sleeping children, and Bob with his feet up as though it twernt nothin’.  WHAT?  I mean I wanted it to run smoothly, but part of me wanted there to be at least --a couple-- bumps in the road.  Am I terrible that I want a little more credit for all my hard work??????? 

 

Don’t get the wrong idea here.  Bob thanks me and tells me what a great mom I am and all that jazz, but it’s never enough for us hormonal women-is it?

I wanted some real drama.  Like-“I don’t know how you do it dear, you are A-MAZ-ING.  Now I understand why you get frazzled at the end of the day, or why some days you don’t shower-do your hair-put make-up on, nor have dinner ready at 6 sharp.”  I wanted “Anything you can do-I CAN’T do better.” 

 

After this weekend, I’m thinking Bob should be a stay at home Dad.  We just have to work out the minor kinks.  Like-- how they aren’t hiring teachers right now. Not to mention, we’d take a significant pay cut.   

 

 

{In all seriousness, I’m glad I married such a capable man.}

 

 

There is one thing that hasn’t been working out so wonderfully.  He fed Owen 8 ounces every 2 hours.  Bob swears he could see him getting fatter.  Owen has since been less than thrilled with nursing, but I’m more stubborn than he is and he’ll just have to tough it out.  I’m telling you that kid is a chow-hound.  I started Rice Cereal this week to curb his ravenous appetite and he didn’t skip a beat.  Acted like he’d been eating from a spoon his whole life. 

It's good to be back.  I wish I could say I came back refreshed, but staying up until 4:30 in the morning  chatting didn't do wonders for my tired old bones!  Hopefully, I'll be back to full speed soon-so I can show Bob who the real "house goddess" is around here!