sketchy_

Being a young mother is a strange thing...young mothers walk this tight rope and do back flips all to keep sane....Not to say I don't adore my son...I do....very very much and he has taught me things that no one else ever could. Sometime I look around and think to myself 'where am I?' or 'what am I doing?'...Sometimes I get tired of sitting at home on Saturday nights, sometimes I get tired of planning my day around baby Boo's mood, sometimes I get tired of saying 'NO!', sometimes I get tired of having nothing more exciting to tell my friends then 'yeah baby Boo used a spoon to eat dinner', sometimes I get tired of that startled look ppl get when they find out I'm a mother, sometimes I get tired of being told how to be parent, sometimes I get tired of my house smelling like milk (not mine...cows), sometimes I get tired of begging my family to babysit once a month, and mostly I'm just tired of being tired....there's my whining for the day...thanx for the space to puke out that part of my mind