When you feel like wallowing what do you do? I usually cry. Today, I cried. Here is why and now you'll know I'm completely insane after this.
I was driving. The littlest in the back. He was jibber jabbering very happily. So happily that it caught my heart. Pulled on my strings and I was entranced and heard nothing else. Just him. I turned around as I drove and looked at his little face. It was sheer joy. He is so happy. I don't know why but anyway I love it. THAT is what made me cry. NOW that is not the first time this week that I've cried because he's so happy. It's totally perplexing to me. It's not just a short cry. By the time I got to the place I was going, I was sure they thought something was terribly wrong with me and my very puffy, red face. I pretend not to notice them stare at me.
I'm not going to even take a stab at why the tears are coming. He's happy. That's good. What gives?
Ugh.
Jenn
A Mom, A Wife, and a Writer. That is me.
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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