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| What happened here! :) |
I want to write creatively because in my last paper I wrote there were at least two amazing sentences, two sentences where I felt brilliant, like Shakespeare... and now... nothing. So, instead I will talk about the transition back into mom hood (I never stopped being a mom, I just didn't have as much time to devote to it.)
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| Angel Baby who knows how to get in TRouBLe |
Coming home was harder then I thought it would be. I wanted to be home with my children, but a part of me missed the.... what is it... the socialization, the learning, group discussions, finding new literature to read...I am not sure exactly what it was that I was missing. It was a battle of sorts for me. I wanted to be with my children and missed those perfect days, with my children, that serve as a store-able heart warmer. And yet I missed the 'freedom' of going to school. Today, I had a moment where I didn't feel that tug-o-war. Asher had made a fort on top of our couch with all of its cushions. He was standing on top of the pile proclaiming to be a super hero AyAh. Later, he explained how the pillows beneath him were shrinking machines, a shrink-a-madoodle, and then he shrunk me. All this was done, while I was laying on the floor cuddling with Isaac and tickling him as we watched and listened to Asher play. Finally, Asher joined us and then Josh came in the room and laid down on the floor... there we were... one happy, laughing family. It was a perfect moment. But it only lasted briefly. One perfect moment is food for an eternity. right? :)
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| Practicing his Super Hero Mojo |
Later, Asher gave me the super hero name of JoJo and Josh became DoDo (as prompted by myself :). Asher doesn't realize the significance of DoDo yet. :)
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