has bread risin' and I have granola baking, were back into our regular sunday night
routine. As you may have guessed, my nephew is gone now, he is gone to a farm for
the week with his mommy. My hubby feels like he has control of his home again and
is happily reclaiming his space, but I feel really lonely without him. I had gotten
quite used to the noise in the house, to the early morning wake ups, and the mess
at night. In fact, it's the kinds of madness I have been praying for, it's the kind of
madness I need.
A girlfriend of mine asked me, after the 2 weeks of watching my nephew, if the
experience made me second guess my urning to become a parent. A question only
the most fertile of woman could ever ask. These two weeks have in NO WAY
impacted my decision to peruse parenthood, I actually think it's made me want it
even more. I know 2 weeks with a child does not qualify me to judge how hard it is
to ACTUALLY be a parent, but even when he was having a tantrum in the middle of a restaurant I was happy as I have been in a long time.
Besides confirming that I can't wait to be a parent, I have learned a number of other
things in my last two weeks as an undercover mother. I've learned that people on
the street are much nicer to you when your holding the hand of a handsome young
man. I've learned that my sister must have done a bang up job raising him so far
because he is a very well behaved boy most of the time. And I've learned that if I do
not end up with a baby, toddler, or puppy in the very near future then my loved ones
should really start worrying about my mental state :)
Before I finish this post and go explore what all the other bloggers have been up to,
I am going to post this amazing photo of my nephew concentrating very hard on his big
pile of sand and trucks.