I find it amazing that you can be in a perfectly fine mood, then a song comes on your mp3 player that has no real significant meaning except that you've always just liked it a lot, then BOOM! You start thinking sad things that make you want to cry. Of course, it may very well be hormones, but, you know.
You just live your life, going along day by day and then realize how much things have changed. You have always known that things would change... I mean, your kids have to grow up, parents get old and die, jobs change, school ends, you get these awful things called wrinkles (HORROR!)... stuff that you never expected to happen does and things that maybe you did expect to happen don't. life. It's just like every spring we are all thrilled over and over again at how one day there is snow on the ground, and seemingly the next, the trees are filled with whole, complete leaves. We humans are so easily impressed, lol.
I read on another blog about this young Mom who felt at times that she gets this nagging feeling that she should be doing something important with her life. Um, honey, you are already doing the most important job. When your daughters leave your home, you will not be thinking "Gee, I sure wish I had spent more time at my job when they were little". Trust me. It may at times be boring or frustrating or tiring beyond belief or more rewarding than you could ever have imagined. But it's still more important than punching a clock somewhere just so that you can have other grown ups to talk to, or feel the need to do something important. The world will still be there in a few years. Your kids will only call you Mommy for so long. Just Mom comes all too soon.
Personally, I was always more proud that I was the only one who decipher my girls' own language. Not even just my own, but some other kids whose mother worked outside the home at an important job. I am certainly not saying that every woman is made to be a stay at home mom, either. If you are not, and work because you will go insane, then please do your kids a favor and leave them in the care of someone who does want that particular job.
Anyway. Happy warm summer nights.