and started watching jon & kate + 8. many of you have asked me if i watch it. no, not really, i’ve seen it once, kinda.
so, i cried “uncle” and recorded it. yep, i love it, just like y’all thought i would.
except i can’t watch it at night like i normally watch my shows. here’s the catch. although my chaos is still no where near their chaos, it is eerily close. and, in all honesty, i can’t take one more second of crying, screaming kids once mine have gone quietly to their beds. no mas.
so, to solve this conundrum? watch with my kids. that’s right, my 3 olders love it. beg to watch it. maybe there’s comfort in knowing there are other little people that are as mistreated as they are. maybe there is comfort in numbers.
then, again, maybe it’s because they get to see that mama may be crazy as a betsy bug, but, oh, look, there’s another mom as insane as mine.
case in point, my oldest just told me, “that mama said, ‘today i may very well lose my mind’ – that’s why i think she’s like you.”
