I give up!
That was my loud wail. I left husband sitting on the kitchen counter too stunned to even say a word. I closed our bedroom door and cried.
On Giving up
This mother felt too exhausted. With the many household chores, school activities, and writing commitment, l just wanted my alone time. But with an active toddler and a needy infant to feed and take care of, it seems my desire to have my peace can’t possibly happen.
So I just cried. I stayed in the bedroom the whole day.
The following morning, I cooked breakfast and prepared the boys’ school baon. I also cooked lunch and dinner.
All the three boys were at school while the two little ones were still asleep. I ate my breakfast in silence. Then husband approached me.
“I instructed the boys to fold their own clothes to unburden you of some chores. Mentioned also not to forget to wash their own plates as they leave for school and after their dinner,” husband relayed.
I was only listening. I know the boys would be responsible for a few days only and after that would again forget such kind of agreement.
Then husband continued. “Last night, our Second son folded his shirts and shorts. He asked me if he needs to include yours. I told him it’s up to him. If his heart is too big, he could include your clothes, too. If he doesn’t like to, it is just okay. That evening, I saw him folding your shirts as well.”
How about you?
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That morning as well, I baked a butterscotch bread to say my thanks.