Hi. I'm a painter, a writer and a mother of three teenage sons, one with a severe disability. This is a journal: riotously disorganized, full of art, food, children and everyday domestic events. Unless you are a friend or family member you may not be interested, but you are welcome to look. Artists who are parents may find some common ground here, as well as parents of children with special needs. For art only, see my site: nancybeamiller.blogspot.com
Thursday, March 23
ENERGY
and plenty of it. Unfortunately, there is an inverse proportion of kid's energy to parent's energy. At least by the end of the day. Last night Paul had to go out so I put the boys to bed on my own. At the earliest minute possible I called, "Bedtime!" to be greeted by moans and "It's early! Why do we hafta go to bed?" To which I answered, "You have to go to bed so that I can go to bed." I don't know how single parents do it. They have my sincere, incredulous, admiration.
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