Today my preschooler brought home a Mother's Day craft with one of those cute little "all about Mom" surveys they fill out. Hers read like this:
My mom likes to: I see her do nothing
My mom works hard at: nothing
My mom spends lots of time: I don't know.
My mom loves: nothing.
Once upon a time I was an adventurous soul with a dynamic career, hobbies, and fun social life. Our oldest came along with level 2 autism and with that came the eventual demise of the career, hobbies, and social life. My youngest has never known me as anything other than a sad, bored housewife with an absentee husband(military). I hate this for both of us. She will probably never know the real me, and I can only hope she comes to understand why things are this way .
*Update- Thanks all for some much needed laughs and perspective. Its been a rough couple weeks of special needs parenting and a not fun IEP meeting. My headspace wasn't great when I wrote this.