Monday, September 12, 2011
I just recently realized the worst part about having a whole brood of children.
I am birthing these sweet babies, growing them into cute, precocious toddlers, teaching them to be kind, respectful kids, showing them how to be self-sufficient teenagers and then sending them off as responsible, contributing adults.
Once they leave home, they are armed with the skills needed to survive on their own: studying efficiently, budgeting money, doing laundry, cooking meals, and (hopefully) prioritizing time - among other things.
In short: I am raising my kids so they can leave me. I have taught them all that they need to know so that they do not need me anymore.
WHAT WAS I THINKING?!
I can not do this 9 more times. I can't. I can't. I can't!!!
But I will.