Being a stay-at-home mom/trophy wife is very, very rewarding most days, but it has its moments. Those moments are when I glance at the clock and see it's 1:45 p.m, and then glance down and see I'm wearing my yoga pants for the tenth day in a row. There are typically drops of food and spit-up on them that become the map of meals eaten over the past week. The days are numerous when I run my tongue over my chompers and realize it's been 24 hours since I've brushed my teeth. *Just a note that the title 'trophy wife' is complete sarcasm. One day I looked in the mirror and was really taken aback at how crappy I looked, and so I call myself that as a reminder that life is funny.
However, life is good. The days I wake up to my daughter cooing in the crib are priceless. Hearing my son say, "Tankoo," when I tell him I love him is priceless. Looking at my eldest daughter's eyes light up when she realizes it's a day to stay home with her mom and siblings is priceless. I wouldn't change my life's decisions for a single second....not a one.
Now the thing about this blog is that it's being written with the intent of being my creative outlet, but I guarantee nothing but utmost honesty. It's going to sound cruel some days and saccharin sweet others. You might get mad at my brutal observations, but I don't give a damn. This is my blog. These are my thoughts. You don't have to read them. I hope you do. I hope you can relate. I hope you can feel a connection to me, even though you might not know who I am. If not, just keep your opinions to yourself....I have a five and two year old, and their opinions are enough for me.