To all the Moms and Dads out there – You all know what happens. You become a parent. Then, slowly but surely, you lose possession of everything you once claimed as your own. Your children are so brand new they have no idea they are even doing it. Your heart is the first thing to go. They steal that the first moment you lay eyes on them, and that is a good thing. You feel love like you have never felt before. The most amazing thing has happened in your life, in the form of a beautiful little person.
Soon, however, it begins.
They begin to take stuff from you. They rob you of your sleep. They somehow take over your bed. They are constantly in your thoughts, always threatening to claim your peace of mind. Forget about your privacy. That’s goes, along with (ladies) any speck of modesty that you managed to escape with after you bore them.
They grow, and they take over your bathroom and everything in it – your shaving cream, your zit cream, your razor blades. They grow some more and it’s your clothes they want. Your kitchen, your car, your television, your sanity. (oops, did I say that?)
You love them with every inch of your being. Of course you do. However, the fact remains. They eventually will – Take. It. All. It’s one of those things in life that you don’t really believe is going to happen until it does, and you find yourself saying…”Damn, they were right.”
Honestly, I really don’t mind that it happens. That’s what happens when you love someone I guess.
Below is a photo of what is mine. It is mine, and all I have to do is make eye contact with the person who may be relaxing in it, and he/she moves pretty darn quickly to “the other side.” There is nothing really special about it. It’s not glamorous or anything. As a matter of fact, it’s anything but glamorous. It’s where I savor each sip of my cup of Starbucks Blonde every morning. It’s where I watched 12 episodes of Homeland over the course of 2 days. It’s where I am every night at 10 pm. Everyone knows it.
My side of the bed.