I am always out of pocket, but I know you understand why.

I know you will understand. I know you will, because when you read the article posted below I know each and every one of you will be angry at the question and give a big "amen sister!" to the answer.



The only thing this wonderful columnist left out was the tendency people have to make moms feel irrelevant and uncool. The tendency people have of insinuating that our kids are a burden somehow. These are people who often say they are our friends. In my experience they aren't. They are more often those people who flutter on the fringe of your circle of real friends. That group of four or five women that you trust and confide in. The fringe players are the ones who don't show up to the daily lunches in your office or at the park, they are the ones who show up for the parties or big events. And there is always at least one comment aimed at making you feel bad for having kids.

But guess what? I don't. I can't. Because these guys?
These two crazy little boys? They sing the lyrics to "Rent" with me in the car. They hug me when they can tell I need it. They notice when I get a new haircut and tell me I look pretty.


These three guys? They make cards for me. They notice when I am not feeling well and send me off to bed with hugs, kisses and tea. They are my entire life.


These two faces shine like this when they are looking at me. I am not irrelevant. I am not uncool. And they are not annoying burdens. I work the 9+ hours that the woman who asked the question works. I spend my day in court with half the room hating me because I am a prosecutor. I spend my mornings, nights and weekends living the life that the author describes. I love it. I wouldn't change a thing.

I miss you ladies, but I am quietly keeping up with you.