The Pros and Cons of Motherhood

Call me Mother of the Year.

After going to the doctor for a checkup last night (all is well, no worries) and discussing parenthood with my doctor, I realized that in no other time of my life has the good been so completely mixed with the annoying. I tried to point this out to Boomer, and, since I am much better with writing than speaking this, a blog was born.

PRO: Watching Peanut attack Easter Baskets. This was deeply entertaining for Boomer and I. Peanut's teacher suggested a game of hot & cold as we hid baskets, and Peanut loved this. We were laughing at my small son's joy, and a great time was had here. Plus, Peanut had the added joy of STUFF. New STUFF. And small amounts of candy. My thanks to various grandparents who took pity on me and left the sugar out of Easter.

CON: Easter grass. Seriously, who came up with this pile of nonsense? I noticed that those who have young children left this out of Peanut's basket, and I'm grateful. Those who didn't are forcing me to wonder what I did that was so heinous that caused them to think, "hmmm, she deserves to have wisps of brightly colored plastic strewn all over her house"? Granted, the dog looks much prettier with it in his paws, but he's a bit perturbed with his new look. As am I. I've been sweeping for two hours and I'm still finding this mess all over my house. My payback will be swift next year.

The best part of Easter was watching Boy Wonder attack the Easter egg hunt... and having Boomer take Peanut for this adventure. I got to relax with family and enjoy a few moments of quiet. Until Peanut came barreling in with his haul. I hope your Easter was as enjoyable as mine. Pros and cons mixed together.

Call me Mother of the Year.