My goodness, Midge it has been awhile, hasn't it? Welcome, welcome! Sit down and let me get you some tea. Coffee? Sure. Of course. Why don't I ever remember that?
Where were we? Well, darling, after Dorey's wedding my dear husband decided we ought to get out of town for a few days. He always gets terrible indigestion after spending too much time with my family, so I knew his stomach was probably in a dreadful state. We packed our bags, hopped in the car and drove for three hours. The kids were awfully carsick the whole time, so we had to stop quite often. Really, we could've been there much sooner if they could've managed to keep their lunches down. Ah, but children! They're such a gift. God bless their little hearts.
What's that? Why did we take the children? Oh, Midge - because! We were headed up to the family cottage - and what's better for children than fresh air and sunshine? Nothing! Of course, I don't expect you to know that - since you haven't kids of your own - but dear, when it happens for you (when are you thinking it might happen for you? Are you seeing anyone these days? No? Well, buck up!) you'll know what it really is to feel love.
Yes, Midge - children teach you to love. Before you have them, you have no idea what love is. I daresay anyone who happens to choose NOT to have children clearly doesn't want to let love into their lives. And that makes me so sad.
Our holiday? Well, it was nice enough, thanks for asking. Peter (that's my oldest, you know) caught a nasty cold when we arrived (he went outside and sat on a damp log. That does it every time). Janie (that's my difficult middle child) sprained her ankle pretty badly, so she was laid up for the entire vacation (poor thing!) and the baby was cutting several teeth, so she wasn't very happy about much at all. Really, I didn't get more than two hours sleep each night.
But Midgery, that's what being a mother is all about - sacrifice. Sacrificing your health, your happiness and your very being. Just to keep your children alive. It's the biggest and most important responsiblity you will ever have. Ever. And the hardest job in the universe. I'd love to see a scientist do my job for a day - he would jump out the kitchen window and move to Paris under an assumed name and never call again, praying her children won't look for her. I mean, him.
Ahem.
So that's where we were. Enjoying some family time, cooped up in a cottage with a leaking room for three days of solid rain.
I must say, it is good to be home. And, might I add, it's good to see you again Midge. Do stay for another cup of coffee, won't you?
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