Okay. Question. When does life slow down? Man, I feel stretched. It seems interesting, though, that the more I do, the more I am able to do. I just hope Scott and I aren't screwing up our kid. I mean, our marriage is important. We've got to do things for us as a couple separate from Hawkins. It's hard, though. We seem to have so little time with him. We're just working to find a balance that's good for all of us. And then we also each need to be able to follow our own dreams as individuals. We must do that in order to be our best selves. How do you do it all? A part of me wishes that I could stay at home forever just with Scott and Hawkins and never see anyone else or do anything but take care of them. And then another part of me wants to teach and write and be a mother and wife all at the same time. The main thing is-Hawkins deserves our best. I hope we're not too tired to give it to him.
Random #3- I wish I could sing so bad. I envy those women in church who's voices ring loud and strong over the rest of the congregation. I don't want to be a famous singer or anything. I am tone deaf and have a cracked and squeaky voice. I just want to be able to sing along with an organ at church. And of course, I'd like to sing lullabies to Hawkins without him breaking out into frightened whimpers. One year at the Easter vigil mass a man came up to Molly and said, "I enjoyed listening to you sing so much during the mass." I was so jealous.
I've got to go continue on with the balancing act. I'll have to finish these freaking randoms tomorrow.
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Amber, I had no idea that this 7 Random Things assignment i gave you would be so time consuming and drawn out like this. my deepest apologies. :) amber, so, molly can sing? i didn't know that. i mean we shared a locker and everything. we even had a dead squirrel stashed away in the locker. that locker smelled so bad and Marty the custodian had to come pry it open for us one time and Molly and I were so embarressed 'cuz Marty was all like, "What da hell is dat nasty as all get out smell!!" anyways, i hear ya about wanting to do it all. i find that i am trying so hard not to lose my own identity in motherhood and being a wife. i'm also a woman-with needs. needs for a certain someone name MENTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ.
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