came home today and saw me sitting on the couch
toddler 
on one
knee, and baby 
nursing on the opposite breast. I was trying to turn the pages of
a book 
with the
hand not attached to the infant[] while listening to the sound of the stove
buzzer, which would indicate that tonight's pork chops were at the stage
between "well done" and "the dog gets tonight's entree."
looked at me innocently and asked, "So, did you do anything today?"
It's
a good thing that most of my appendages were otherwise engaged, as I was
unable to jump and throttle him to death. This was probably for the
best, as I assume that asking a stupid question is not grounds for murder
in this country.
that could not seat a professional sports team and me comfortably.
I watched television 
shows that were not hosted by singing puppets. I went to bed later
than nine o'clock at night. I laughed at those people who drove halfway
across the country hauling a tent trailer 
two
screaming kids, and a drooling dog 
and
called it a holiday. Now I have become one of them! What happened?
The stick turned blue. I have traded in my Victoria's Secrets lingerie
for cotton briefs and a firm support nursing bra. Good Bye Garth
Brooks, Hello Barney 
and Big Bird 
My
idea of privacy is getting to use the bathroom without a 2 old banging
on the door and the baby spinning the toilet paper roll 
from my lap. And I finally understand the term, "Stay at home Mom"
as it does not refer to a parent who no longer works outside the house,
but rather to one who never seems to get out of the front door.
, wondering
how to answer my beloved husband.DID
I DO ANYTHING TODAY?
and leftover cookie crumbs found between the sheets. The handsome
young man is about 34 inches tall and only gets excited at the sight of
purple dinosaurs ,
toy trucks 
and
french fries. I got to take a relaxing stroll in the woods.
Of course I had to look for frogs 
and lizards 
and
had to stop and smell the dandelions 
along the way.
one load of laundry, moved the load that was in the washer into the dryer
and the dryer load into the basket 
The load that was in the basket is now spread out on the bed awaiting my
bedtime decision to actually put the clothes away or merely move them to
the top of the dresser.
organized,
and rearranged. I kissed 
away
the owies and washed away the tears. I scolded, praised, hugged 
,
and tested my patience, all before noon.
how to use the
toilet. I was once able to navigate urban streets while talking on
the car phone and looking for a decent radio station, but now I can't get
the wheels on my stroller 
to all go in the same direction. I've graduated from a university,
written newspaper articles, and won awards, but can't figure out how to
get carrot stains out of the carpet. I used to debate with my friends
about politics, but now we discuss the merits of cloth versus disposable.
And when did I stop talking in sentences that had more than 5 words?inquiry,
yes I did do something today. In fact, I am one step closer to one
of life's greatest accomplishments. No, I did not find a cure for
cancer or forge world peace, but I did hold a miracle in my arms. Two
in fact. My children are my greatest accomplishment and the opportunity
to raise them is my greatest challenge. I don't know if my children
will grow up to be great leaders or world class brain surgeons. Frankly,
I don't care, as long as they grow up to be good people. They are
my greatest joys, even though I sometimes cry myself to sleep at night
in frustration. The point is that today, I got to watch my children
take another step on the great journey of life, and I even got to point
out some of the sites along the way. As challenging as parenthood
is, it is also equally rewarding because we are using all our wisdom, our
talent and skills to help forge a new person. It is this person,
these people, who in turn use their gifts to create our future.
I push, every little hand 
I hold is something.
