Sometimes I Overflow

So I always tell people not to have kids... To keep your chic condo, 2 door car, and convenient travel.

Well, I forgot to warn you that you will never know True Love if you don't.

I know, I know--but you LOVE your husband! You LOVE your parents! You LOVE your dog, that dog is just like your baby...

Nope. I know it's hard to believe, but all of that is nothing compared to how you love your child.

True, when they've sloshed Iodine all over your bathroom or embarrassed you in front of a room full of strangers, that love isn't quite as close to the surface as usual.

But the rest of the time, I can't even describe. Just looking at photos of Dylan makes my eyes well up with tears. Seeing him walk away from my car in the morning, his big backpack bouncing up and down on his little frame, makes my heart pound with pride and fear and happiness. Just thinking about his chubby little smile before I go to bed fills me with warmth and contentment and the ability to do it all again tomorrow.



I can't tell you how many times I look at his sweet face and think, "I did that. I made that. That little person is a piece of me and my gift to the world. He is my legacy."

So, there is nothing wrong with choosing the 2 door car and the chic condo with glass tables because you'll never know what you're missing anyway, but I just wanted to try to explain what you would be missing out on because it's totally worth it, even if my house currently smells like pee and is covered in toys.

Sidenote: All over town today, there were old people on street corners holding political signs. They had their own little campaign going, standing there in the heat waving at passing traffic in their golf shorts and visors.

Has anyone in the history of democracy been influenced by people holding signs and waving from the side of the road?

If so, their voting rights should be revoked immediately.

What a waste of man power.