So I keep trying to type a blog, and I keep erasing what I wrote. I was going to write the West Coast version of "how do you know when you shop too much" and didn't get anywhere. I was going to write "I hate minivans with the passion of nine million burning suns" and didn't get anywhere.
I was supposed to have my daughter tonight but I switched with my ex, and I miss her.
I DID shop tonight...I got her the cutest little pair of bright pink, orange, and green sandals with flowers on them. My daughter isn't a girly girl, she is more of a tomboy, but she loves bright colors. These are just her style. I didn't buy anything for myself...although I did look (I passed up a Splendid cowl neck sweater on sale at Anthropologie). Side note, even if I don't buy anything at Anthro, that store just has the most calming vibe. They have such cool visual displays. I wish my house looked like that...
Back on track. Whatever track that is!
Sharing sucks. I mean, a few hours a week of a break is enough for me. I would much rather have my daughter than not. I don't care if she whines, I don't care if she resists bedtime, I don't care if I can't get her to eat a vegetable even if it was coated in chocolate and baked into a cookie. Everything that is hard about being a mom goes away when that little person climbs into your lap, puts their arms around you, and says "I love you mommy."
She comes home tomorrow. I can't wait!
~J
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