OH the life of a mom

So my daughter wrote to me this morning. Here is what she had to say :

good morning. I am soooo tired. I am soooo tired every morning. Usually Daughter wakes up for a bottle at about 530 or 6 and then son wakes up at 7. So I only get about 6 hours of sleep in odd blocks.

Yesterday morning I woke son up at 630 hoping that he would go down for nap around 1130 or 12. I was so tired, I fell right to sleep at 1130 after putting him and daughter down for a nap. Daughter woke up at 130 for a bottle, I figured I would sneak down and make one without waking son up so I could lay back down. When I walked out of my room, I found his bedroom door open and him not in there. I went down stairs and he was not in the living room, I walked into the kitchen and the back door was open, I started to get that panicky feeling, I walked to the door and looked out. He was sitting at the bottom of the deck stairs with a pair of scissors sitting next to him. He used the scissors to cut open a bag of white chocolate chips. He was eating the chocolate chips and sharing with bo and gigi. I watched him for a minute. I couldnt decide if I should take a picture, or beat his butt. It was pretty cute. So I made him go to his room, he was grounded for the rest of the day.

Last week I was napping and he invited the neighbor and her daughter over while I was sleeping. He let them into the house, I woke up cause I could hear the neighbor talking in the living room.

Then the other morning he came into the bedroom and was in there for a few minutes, he said he was hungry, I told him to go get some cereal. He came back with a bowl of potato chips!

Last night we went to home depot and got some locks to put on the tops of the doors to keep him from going outside. He is totally taking advantage of the new baby situation. HE was standing at the top of the stairs one day and I told him to do something or he would get a spanking. He said, no you wont, you are holding sister.What a turd. I am so tired and he is loving it.

All I could do was say, welcome to motherhood. Now you know how I felt raising 3 kids by myself. I think she has a little more sympathy for me. I don't think she realized how hard it is to raise kids. I look at the world to day and I am glad my kids are grown.

I could not image raising kids in these time. But you know what, my parents probably said the same thing about me and my kids.

I just hope that my grown kids will teach good values and respect. These are things that most kids lack today.