I'm going through reverse menopause. Instead of becoming "irritable" I find myself laughing my head off. But somehow mostly when I'm alone in the car. Just now I was driving to the dentist office, my home away from home, when I began to reminisce about the night that Josh asked me that dreaded question "Is the tooth fairy real?" Before I knew it I was laughing so hard that tears were streaming down my cheeks just thinking to myself about how disappointed he was and how hard he was trying to be stoic about the disillusionment.
Yesterday was Josh's last day of school before break. I was standing on the school porch with another mom being totally psyched as she expressed her misery about spending the next two weeks with her kid. She said "How are you so happy?" She asked me how many kids I had, as if not having many kids could make me a happier person. It reminded me of the time when Josh was just a few months old and Evan's preschool teacher remarked over my happiness too. I pointed to Josh and told her I wanted him! I reminded her that children are like getting a prize. (Okay, I hadn't lived through the teen years yet!) I wish more people would choose not to have kids. Really. We need to make that an honorable choice and leave the breeding to the people who really want it more than anything