Raise your glass, sister, and toast yourself. You’ve made it this far into the school year without losing your mind, and you deserve this break.
There are worse things than a little bit too much TV that I’ll have to worry about throughout their lives.
The holidays creep up on you, and you swear that this year will be different. That this year you won’t be stressed. That this year, you’ll slow down and make the holidays enjoyable for once. But then, family starts calling.
I look back to where I was eleven years ago when my oldest was born and I see not just how she’s grown in the blink of an eye, but how I’ve grown as well. In the time she’s grown from a baby to a preteen, both her and I have changed substantially.