My little guy has a thing for his mom. He toddles around at my feet and constantly wants to be held. I can't say I totally mind it. In fact, I love it. I know it won't last forever and that there will be a time when he no longer wants to be constantly by my side. In the meantime, I have mastered many-a-task using only one hand. I'll name just a few...
I can make macaroni and cheese with one hand. I can load and unload the dishwasher with one hand. I can go to the bathroom on an airplane with one hand. I can go to the bathroom one handed with a child sitting on my lap. I can go through security at an airport with one hand. I can fold strollers with one hand. I can grocery shop with one hand. I can put groceries away with one hand. I can put away laundry with one hand. I can go to Starbucks and sweeten my coffee with one hand. I can type with one hand. I can text with one hand. I can put on shoes with one hand. I can put on make-up with one hand. I can blow dry my hair with one hand and I can most definitely eat with one hand.
The life of a one handed, working mother isn't always easy but its amazingly rewarding.
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| Me and my little wonder - always in my arms! |
