|Photo by Ramon Cahenzli|
Ha ha ha ha ha ha. You know that thing they say about it taking a village to raise a child? Well I've spent a year saying "Where is this village?!" (Tip to anyone considering procreating: Find your village first!)
Now that my husband is back to work full time (I am so grateful to the last six months of part-time and parental benefits!), and a village still hasn't materialized around us, I feel I have three options:
A) Compromise my parenting.
B) Hire a village (ie. daycare).
C) Go insane.
I choose C. . . wait, no, I mean B!
All the aspects of myself that have been lying dormant as I struggle to meet my bursting-with-life son's abundance of needs are calling to be let out and set free! They want me to smile more! I'm bursting with life too! I want to make music again! I want to make blog posts every week! I want to do freelance writing and editing! I want to sew! I want to make things! I want to bake bread!
Coming soon: More posts, when I find a daycare!