Your kids want to see you in the classroom, right? You don’t have a lot of time, right? Busy moms are... BUSY! Between working full time jobs or work-from-home jobs or just the dang dishes(!) moms are exhausted people.
My baby boy is due in a month. Of course, I’m worrying about the little guy’s health, labor and delivery, and how I’m going to lose my baby weight. But I also can’t stop wondering how my daughter is going to adjust to sharing the spotlight.
My usually bubbly girl stared out the window as I drove up Interstate 83. Her frown spoke volumes. I knew she didn’t want to go to the dentist. She had made that clear in the days leading up to the visit.
My little guy, age 3, hadn’t played outside in what felt like weeks. Sure, the grass was soggy, and small piles of snow peppered the ground. But the sun was shining, and Benny was decked out in his new waterproof boots. So we went out to play.
My family’s a little particular about routines. Mom and Dad eat at the same restaurant every Sunday morning. They take a long walk along the same Hanover path. When it comes to holidays, our routines are even more defined.
Six years ago, new motherhood hit me with waves of worry, joy, responsibility, love and more worry. Add to it the fact that we moved to a new home in Chambersburg — where we had no family and few friends —and I often felt like I was drowning.