They say the sound of rice krispies popping is the sound of childhood. Well, I couldn't help but laugh last night while laying in the tub thinking of this. Amazingly, all was silent in the house. I brought my book up to read in a warm bubblebath. However, as I sat in the silence, I was entranced by the sound of the popping suds - they sounded just like that crazy cereal! I could not even waste the moment reading. I closed my eyes and was almost in a mediated state. I then thought, this sound should be the slogan for me, or all mothers..."Suds, enjoy the moment, motherhood is NOT calling". hehe. Don't get too excited for me- 5 minutes later, baby was crying.
I pride myself in the fact that my son rarely EVER wakes up at night (only when his own man crib of course). Go figure...
Those ever so glorious suds then turned to sopping, sudsy water all over the floor. But it was worth those 5 minutes of quiet.
I pride myself in the fact that my son rarely EVER wakes up at night (only when his own man crib of course). Go figure...
Those ever so glorious suds then turned to sopping, sudsy water all over the floor. But it was worth those 5 minutes of quiet.
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