52:34

Motherhood is…A Referee

Now that the boys are getting older I feel like all I do each day on summer break is turn into the referee of their constant disputes. Calling the penalties and helping them to be better players. We talk about fairness, kindness, good sportsmanship.

But he did this!

He said that!

I had it first!

He hit me!

Well he kicked me!

But that’s mine!

And sometimes my patience is gone and I lose my shit and yell at them both to go to their rooms. Separate penalty boxes.

This Mom gig ain’t always easy.

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