It is the weekends like this, when Brian works night shift, that I find to be the hardest. It is these weekends that I find myself wondering why we were so determined to have the girls so close together in age. I sit and think that it would have been so much easier if we had waited until Mary Claire was two, or even three, to start trying for another baby. I see now how mature she is and how much easier she is now at three. And Molly, on the other hand, is at the age of being a HANDFUL! She constantly is hitting Mary Claire, opening cabinets and drawers and pulling stuff out, throwing things and just, well, being a toddler. I think that if I had Mary Claire now at three and a little baby that things would be so much easier. But who knows?
All this is not to say that I regret my Molly girl, just that on these stressful weekends I sit and wonder.
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