Just to be clear, I don’t want to get to the end of my life with 5 boys and no man and realize I left the one I was supposed to be with to live out his life playing guitar without me to listen to him.
Just to be clear, I don’t want to get to the end of my life with 5 boys and no man and realize I left the one I was supposed to be with to live out his life playing guitar without me to listen to him.
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The question is, do you want to listen to a guitar but not the laughter of your kids.
I don’t know. Do I want to listen to my kids whine?
Why would they? With you as their mom?
Because I would make them do their homework…
That’s minor compared to the sound of your children’s laughter. Seriously.
Having a resentful marriage and trying to raise children is like living in a torture chamber. Sacrificing our needs to be with our soulmate is not so bad, as long as your need for children doesn’t turn into resentment toward your rockstar. It gets hard, but once you have your children, it trumps any love from any man any time.