Mom Stuff is Hard!!!!

Friday, April 4th, 2008 @ 10:20AM

Post partum DJ

I’ve got kids.  Three of them.  Festus 10, Jonesie 2, Mohammed 3 months.  That’s not a lot of offspring, particularly in comparison to other Utah families.  My kids are not only beautiful (all moms think their kids are the cutest on the planet), but they are GOOD.  Festus is the most polite, easy going 4th grader.  Does his chores every day without complaint, is a great big brother and leaves me little notes on my nightstand that say “thanks for being the best mom ever!”.  Jonesie is hilarious.  Just last night my husband Joe was cutting up strawberries for dessert and she patted his arm and said “ I’m so proud of you, Daddy!”.  Mohammed never cries.  Really.  He wakes up and just coos and grins until it’s time to go back to sleep.  My beautiful husband Joe comes home from work every night and cooks me gourmet dinners that I don’t appreciate.  I know, you are puking right now, but in spite of all of this- I’m depressed-a word that has never entered my vocabulary.  I have absolutely no reason to be.  My life is truly blessed, yet here I am on the verge of tears all day long.  I know it must be a combination of being sleep deprived and fluctuating hormones.  Regardless of the cause, I feel guilty that I am down when everything in my life couldn’t be going better.  I know it’s only temporary and as soon as my baby starts sleeping through the night things will get better.  It also helps to know that there are Friends of the Program going through the same thing.  I think we all need to go to the movies together!