If you are like this Frantic Mama, before having a child, you wanted one badly. It was unimaginable that caring for a baby day in and day out could ever be exhausting, isolating, or well, boring. You loved children! “Playing” with one all day (every day) would be AMAZING, right?
Yesterday, while playing with Hot Wheels for the millionth time with my son, I ventured a glance at the clock. 11:30 a.m. That left 30 minutes until naptime. I reluctantly turned my attention back to my son. We continued toplay with Hot Wheels (me, struggling to find new things to do besides rolling them around in circles repeating “eeeeeee;” him, persisting this was the only thing he was willing to do). Hours seemed to go by. I took another glance at the clock. 11:28. (Okay, it was more like 11:32), but I SWEAR time had stood still for those 2 minutes.