{"id":57597,"date":"2018-07-15T06:31:28","date_gmt":"2018-07-15T06:31:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/xenodochial-archimedes.45-76-20-142.plesk.page\/mrbix12018x107x1enjoying-motherhood-right-where-i-am-htmlx1index\/"},"modified":"2022-11-29T18:04:25","modified_gmt":"2022-11-29T18:04:25","slug":"enjoying-motherhood-right-where-i-am","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/2018\/07\/enjoying-motherhood-right-where-i-am.html","title":{"rendered":"An Ode to Enjoying Motherhood Right Where I Am – Mrs. Bishop"},"content":{"rendered":"
Motherhood is funny. You spend so many hours in the thick, muck of it. So many sleepless nights and endless dirty diapers. Thousands of books read and songs recited over and over again. Times when you can\u2019t even recognize yourself in the mirror because the sheer exhaustion has stolen your features. That 5 o clock witching hour lasts 1000 years in itself.<\/p>\n
Then one day you wake up and your little one is potty trained.<\/a> Can shower himself. Cleans his own room and helps you make dinner. You\u2019re dumbfounded because something in your brain tricked you and made you think that you would have an infant- then a toddler, for eternity. And this walking, talking, full of personality actual PERSON is staring back at you.<\/p>\n I now have actual HOURS to myself some days. Whether he\u2019s entertaining himself, reading to himself<\/em>, or at sports practice.<\/p>\nHow did this happen?<\/h5>\n