After a crazy, typical day of running after my kids and meeting their every need, I asked myself (out loud, no less), "Will I come out the other side [of motherhood] crazy?" Seriously, how long am I supposed to keep up this pace and not go nuts?
Hours later, in walks my husband from work and soon he makes me a serum that will make me ok, at least for a few hours tonight. Cranberry mixer, Mandarin Orange Vodka, and a splash of Ginger Ale. Ah, everything will be ok for now. I wonder why I don't do this more often.
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