“We’ll go on a date night.”
It’s a lie we tell ourselves over and over and over again. The truth is, when our parents are in town, we get a little selfish. We, too, want attention – to be taken care of.
When you are raising your children several hours from your closest blood relative, it feels like all the hard decisions are yours to make:
Who will care for my child while I work?
Can we really afford what our family needs?
And how will I make it through the day without a backup quarterback?
In my own mothering, I have reached the danger zone: I want to give up.