How many times have you said this?
Since having two kids, I’ve said it a lot. When I was a waitress in college, I could walk across a crowded bar with several plates stacked on my arm and a round of beers laced between my fingers.
But struggling to hold 26 pound baby (Blake’s a big boy) and trying to keep a 4-year-old from running into traffic… now that’s work. In the midst of this, I try to look stylish sporting a Kate Spade diaper bag, overflowing with bananas, sippy cups, diapers, my wallet and sparkly Victoria Secret lip gloss.
Recently, Dillon asked, “Mom, why do you only have two hands?”
Son, that’s a fantastic question. Imagine how Kate and Octomom must feel.
This past weekend, I watched a mom with eight legs corral dozens and dozens of babies. It was kind of creepy, but it put this whole motherhood thing into perspective.
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Great lesson from that mama-spider. It’s so true, wouldn’t we, symbolically, do the same for our own children? Nature is so often fascinating to watch, and a wonderful teacher too.
Cute article about the spider, Angie. Love the “this mother needs a nap” reference. My mother used to always say to me, “wait until you have children, then you’ll know.”
Now that would make a good business: a way to give mothers more hands. Not sure how. There must be a way.
Enjoy!
Giulietta
I say this all the time to my son! And my baby is a hefty guy, too. I always wonder how other people make it look so easy when I’m sweating and struggling to open a door or something. I use my teeth a lot as a “third hand.”