Monday, January 26, 2009

Is It That Time Already?

I haven't worked in a little over three years. It's been nice. Exhausting, frustrating, isolating, but still nice. I can stay in my pj's all day long if I want. I can drink as many cups of coffee as I want and no one is around to witness the consequences. No one cares that I didn't wash my hair today, or that my pedicure is obsolete. This stay at home mom gig has it's perks. But lately, well I started taking notice of how quickly time passes, working or not.

For example, Sugarbaby evidently thinks that it is time to walk, even though she just started crawling (belly off ground). Gray hairs are sprouting and wrinkles are appearing as I try to keep her from bouncing her noggin off of one thing after another. I guess she didn't get the memo about her momma being underpaid and overworked, distracted and exhausted.

And speaking of wrinkles, I haven't even hit thirty yet but I keep being drawn to commercials for anti-wrinkle creams and magazine advertisements for firming serums. What's up with that? Is my skin trying to tell me something along the lines of, "Better start now woman cause with your past smoking, tanning, drinking and all around unhealthy lifestyle your face is going to look like a road map." My body is not being very nice to me right now, but don't worry, I'm punishing it right back. More on that later.

Cashman is also contributing to the oldness factor. In addition to his regular antics, he demands on a daily basis that he go to school. He is starting preschool in August but apparently that is not quick enough. I have heard him chanting, "I will listen to my teacher. I will be nice to my friends. I will read books", so many times it has become a mantra in my head. Now I want to listen to my teacher and be nice to my friends (what friends!) and read books. I swear yesterday he was a baby and today a preschooler.

Will someone please pass me the wrinkle cream?

1 comment:

  1. oh look great
    as for the kids, i dont know--weird creatures


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