The silence wasn't empty anymore. It was full of potential. It was space for him to grow, and space for me to remember who I was before I was just "Mom."
From your POV, your baby is eating a stale Cheerio off the floor of the car. mom pov new
Once the kids are off to school, I tackle the never-ending pile of laundry, dishes, and emails. It's not glamorous, but it's part of the job. I often find myself multitasking, trying to juggle a phone call with a load of laundry and a toddler's playtime. It's exhausting, but it's also a time for me to recharge and refocus. The silence wasn't empty anymore