Steve's turn

It is that blessed time of year when Steve has too much vacation time stored up at work that he will lose if it is not cashed in before Jan. That blessed time of year when Steve gets to take EVERY Friday off. That blessed time of year when I get to go to work sans kids one day of the week, every week and enjoy every moment of it!

I love being a mom. I love being able to work from home and being able to be with the little guys all day, but I also love going to work for a few hours and giving Steve a turn. A turn to play cars for literally hours. A turn to fight over what will or will not be eaten for breakfast AND lunch. A turn to take Wesley in for an impromptu helmet appointment because it is rubbing on his cheeks. A turn to try to figure out how on earth he will get himself dressed for the day (forget other more difficult things like preparing and eating a nutritious meal for himself).

Today, while I sat at my desk (wearing real clothes and my best boots), I relished the moment when I got a text from Steve updating me on his latest battle with Evan. All the while I was eating a little chocolate treat and listened to the silence as I did not have to justify to anyone (especially an almost three year old little boy) why I got to eat the chocolate BEFORE lunch.

As I said, I absolutely love being a mom. This post does not change that. BUT there is something so wonderful about letting Steve be the mom for a few minutes and letting me be me, even if it is only for a few hours a week!