Rainbow-colored roses and delicious cake, hand-picked by my daughter for Valentine’s Day
I have been feeling all lazy this weekend. I didn’t feel like going out, so everybody went out this morning, except for me. But what a surprise it is when hubby and daughter came back bringing colorful flowers and lovely cake for dessert… both of which just about summarizes how my love life has never been more colorful and more delicious than ever before.
I’m not really in the habit of talking about being a mom so much, as I think it bores and annoys most people. I remember back when I was single, I thought about parents, especially new parents as smug, self-righteous and overbearingly annoying, especially when they are bragging about their kids and offering you unsolicited advice on how to become a good parent even when you’re not even a parent yet, or have no plans of being one.