My kid is the cherry on the top of my birthday sundae, the full moon on a scary lonesome night...well I could go on but won't. Yes, I miss a couple of hours of sleep and now have to time bathroom breaks but he smiles at me and has that look on his face that tells me I could do no wrong.
Hopping on the "I'm and adult" train wasn't easy and the ride sure is bumpy but now I have to start thinking about what do I want to do now that I'm "grown up"? This photography thing sure is fun, and I receive many compliments, but can I make a life out of it, or will I just become another discontent hausfrau?
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