Lately, I've been feeling like a bad mom. Bridger has gotten into the movie-watching phase and I can't decide if its bad or good. I feel bad letting him watch movies for 4 hours out of the day and I feel good not having to chase him around for 4 hours out of the day. Its strange because I think, oh now I can get something done while he's watching a movie - I don't get anything done. In fact, its 2:30 and I have yet to get in the shower. What is wrong with me? I've been feeling like it might be time to start thinking about another baby, but every time I do, I get panicked and realize that if I can't do much with one, how could I accomplish anything with two? I wish I were more patient, outgoing, kind, happy, etc. Can I become those things before number two rolls along? I have serious doubts. For now, I am incredibly grateful for my crazy wild man, Bridger and for my absolutely amazing, patient, beautiful husband.
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| I think this is the part when all the animals come and see Simba for the first time. He's saying, "Mom, get out of the way." |
