What a Ride
My children have led me on a journey I never imagined I would embark. I am one of those women. The kind that always knew I would have children. I imagined at least three, never really cared boy or girl. I fantasized a husband (sometimes) with a house and a dog. Birthday parties, soccer games, school plays, going to the park, first steps, first words…
Here I am, a husband, two boys, dogs which have since passed and living in a rental unit until “THE HOUSE” is built.
Here I am, juggling job, doctors, therapists, friends and family.
Here I am, scheduling Physical therapy, Occupational therapy, Developmental therapy, Speech therapy.
Here I am, cooking dinner, doing laundry, vacuming, scrubbing, washing dishes.
Here I am, crying baby, whining preschooler, crabby husband.
Here I am, changing diapers, potty training, diaper rash, runny nose.
Here I am, grading papers, writing notes, emailing.
Here I am, Here I am, Here I am…
A journey I never expected, but a ride of a lifetime.