My Auntie told me once,
"Insanity is hereditary, you get it from your children."
Here's a song I wrote about that.
I'm sorry. I really am.
This is what happens. One mess at a time you creep closer to the edge.
One zillion loads of laundry, and BOOM!
"There's that Crazy lady", they'll whisper "Her children drove her batty. It was that last pot of soup that did it. Quick! Avoid eye-contact!"
Beware all ye mothers! Beware.
Is there a remedy? Of course. Just wrap yourself in a toddler's hug, take a long sip of love from your honey, and call a friend in the morning.
If symptoms continue, Send your kids out for 100-Gram's House Favors - Continue the treatment for forty-eight hours.
779,382,472,938 doses of chai tea won't hurt either.
Take a deep breath, count to ten and laugh it off, Tough-girl, laugh it off.
Prepare for the long haul.
Motherhood is a lifelong career, honey. You can make it.
My Auntie also said,
"People often say, 'Its amazing you can manage all this and not lose your mind.' I respond, 'No, the amazing thing is that I lost my mind long ago and nobody notices."
Totally Worth it in NE