Happy day of sponge
Before I had to set the alarm to go to work at 10 am. Now I get up before 7 to prepare milk, do tricks or tying shoelaces. And I'm going to work at 10.
Prior to taxi out until all hours. Now at nine o'clock at night I'm split. Before
could take coffee after dinner. Cave now if I can finish dinner without being interrupted by other bullshit.
watched the news before the international series and a soap opera. Now I am doomed to Discovery Kids, Disney Channel and, hopefully, a youth TV series Wizards of Weverly type Place.
used to think that my mom did not know nothing. Today I am accused of not understanding.
expected before the weekend to rest. Now I hope it's Monday.
I used to like reading silently. Now I have learned to read with a lot of noise.
Before, my breasts were my weapon of seduction. Today ... not today anymore.
Motherhood is very curious. I was exhausted, overwhelmed me, beyond me ... But I love it! I really have no burden of my time, and feel that I am always at fault. But I guess that's what I play. What touches us. Our grandmothers had to stay home. Our mothers had to go to college and, poor little us, we have to do everything.
Like it or not, we are a little cooks some medical, some psychologists, some kindergartens, some judges and obviously are great jugglers. If we were not women, we would probably all sponges.
Happy day to all mothers are able to absorb multiple responsibilities. Happy day for sponges. Children
