My in-laws have been staying with us these past couple of weeks. My husband had to undergo a hernia repair and they have come to help us around the house and assist me with taking care of our tot. I am grateful to have the help but surprised that with two extra adults in the house, I somehow have less free time than before. I think it's because I would normally have some down time during the tot's naps when I could check my email, read a book, catch up on my shows, blog, etc. and now I actually have folks to entertain instead. Picking up my laptop mid-conversation and typing seems rude. Therefore, I am woefully behind on everything.
On the brighter side of life, the little tot has started walking. He has taken as many as six steps at a time without any support. This is both bitter and sweet for his momma who is so proud of him but sad to see the "baby stage" going by the wayside. Even now, when he is playing, I can see the little boy he is becoming and catch just glimpses of the tiny baby that he was not so long ago. I had no idea when I used to fantasize about becoming a mother that it was possible for something to be so amazing and heart wrenching at the exact same time.