I spent the last 24 hours with my munchkins. I have a new appreciation for parents and especially single mothers/fathers. Every ounce of my energy is drained. Every minute was devoted to their well-being. I couldn't sleep in. I had to actually fix breakfast in the morning. I couldn't just curl up with my snuggie and NOOKcolor. My television didn't even know how to act. It's used to programmed reality shows of fuckery, not cartoons.
But also in the last 24 hours, I realized that I really love moments with my munchkins. Yesterday was also my niece's first birthday party. To see them growing up, learning, and interacting with other children warms my heart. It just doesn't warm it enough to want the experience first hand. Moments are enough.
As I grow older, I am embracing that being a parent isn't for everyone. I don't have the patience for this on a full time basis. I'm perfectly fine with being an Auntie and Godmommy Tai Tai. And that's okay. Therefore, I am pressing the snooze button on my biological clock. The next time it goes off, I may just unplug it altogether. **L Dot Shrug**