Oh Mother...

So, I have spent the last week being my mother while she was out of town. This involved making sure the house was open house ready, cooking dinner, driving carpool, making sure everyone has the medicine they need, giving my sister money, and being sent on errands for eggnog (multiple times). I have discovered that I do not appreciate what my mother does nearly enough. I had to take Caitlin to carpool at 6:30 every morning. Do you know the last time I got up that early? January. And my mother does this every day! I really don't know how. Because I am exhausted. Another thing: cooking. In theory, sounds easy, in practice... it's about a hundred million billion times harder than it sounds. I am surprised that I didn't give anyone food poisoning. It is that difficult. I can never figure out when things are done, and they get done on the outside by not the inside... it is a horribly frustrating experience. Therefore, to all the amazing beautiful mommies that make this their lives: You are super awesome wonderful people. And I definitely think I can wait a few years or more before becoming a mommy myself. Because all this plus baby sleep deprivation... yea, I can wait.