I'm not sure if I can have any more kids. Don't get me wrong, I adore Luke-I absolutely adore him, he is so fun, cute and such a joy and blessing to have in my life. But lately I feel that I would go nuts if I had another child, I know thats kinda a selfish thought but its true. How do you mothers do it? I mean how do you do the feedings, the cleaning, the cooking, the bills, diaper changes, play time and all the other demanding tasks of being a wife and mother and not feel the following statement: "what about me?"
I've been avoiding writing this post/talking about it because I feel bad for thinking this-like I'm being selfish or ungrateful for my circumstances. But, I found myself waking up this morning in an ALMOST resentment-like attitude to Luke wanting to be fed at 6 am like any other morning while my husband (who could sleep through ANYTHING) is sound a sleep after I've had to wake up several times in the night to give Luke his paci or something of that sort. As I was feeding him I couldn't help but think-"what about me?"
When do "I" get to sleep in, when is it "my" turn to be taken care of instead of me taking care of everything? See it sounds selfish,but at the same time I can't help thinking it.
So, my question to my fellow mothers is this...do you ever ask yourself those same questions and have you come up with any solutions/answers?
