Dave said my blog makes him sad because I sound like I am not happy with my life the way it's turning out, you know, being a wife and mother.
If I sound like that, it must be true. But that's nothing new. It's no secret that I'm not Supermom. I don't even want to be. I want to be something else entirely. Truthfully, unless the kids are tucked in their bed asleep, motherhood sucks. So sue me.
Being a wife is not the trouble. Being a wife is the bomb (do people still say that?). Being someone's wife is really awesome, and I have the best husband in the whole entire world, no lessons, pop, thank you very much.
So maybe I'm a big fat jerk. Maybe I will go to hell for disliking motherhood. But I think I am going to heaven for hating it and doing it anyway.
And if I end up in hell, I'll be with Dave, since he is going to hell for listening to AC/DC.