A Mother’s Work
Nibbles tries strategy #40 to procrastinate sleeping: “Mamma, I’m hungry”
Me? I continue to toggle between my melange of browser sessions and respond with a curt, “No, you’re not. Go to sleep”
Nibbles sports precious preschooler pout with strategy #41 to stall hitting the sack: “Mamma, I really want a huggy and a kissy and… and a grown-up to sleep next to me”. I cave in to the huggy and kissy but suggest he settle for the teddy as I settle into a home decorating article.
Nibbles plops his head in front of the monitor and whips out strategy #42 to avoid the trip to dreamland. “Mamma, what kind of a mamma are you?” Ouch. That certainly warrants more attention that reupholstering a mid-century chair in damask.
“What? What do you mean what kind of mamma?” Why are you picking questions off my head instead of asking me about mako sharks? He continues, “I mean, are you a doctor-mamma?”. Uh, nope. “Then, you know, what kind of mamma are you?”
Perfect. With all the job-quitting angst hovering around, the one thing I was sure of was that Nibbles loved having me around. “You mean, what kind of job do I have? Well, I’m, you know, your mom…”
*zonk* I hate calling mommying a job – it’s just who I am. He latched onto the uncertainty in my voice, “No, but what do you doooo?”. Completely devoid of any authority or sternness, I beg, “Nibbles, pleeeease, just go to sleep”.
Yes indeed, what do I doooo?
In bits and bytes he will figure out… or then just point to your laptop and say ‘ i make this’ He will be super impressed.
unfortunately, a bytewriter I no longer am, never truly was. another one of the many reasons for throwing in the towel *sigh* I honestly have no clue what I can do, should do or want to do. mid-life crisis and all, I suppose.
on a different note, I meant to announce today that I’ll be calling baby Byte “Bits” (what else?). pretty sur-real that you mentioned it.
Ummm, writing? Shouldnt you be doing that, or trying to?
Going by the few posts scattered on this blog, surely you should be writing. For now, for yourself, and then later…there is a world full of possibilities, no?
all well?
Yes, now. Thanks so much for checking Sur. Wasn’t ok at all few weeks ago. Still reeling from it. Could’ve been so much worse. Hard to believe that things are back to almost normal so soon.
Gosh, your post gave me butterflies. Good to know that things are better now. Stay safe, stay well.
I went through a small stormy patch too, but all well now.