If we were having coffee...

If we were having coffee, I would tell you great it is to have adult conversations.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you how great my job is going and about my newest pair of shoes.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you about the laundry I forgot in the washing machine, the dishwasher I forgot to turn on for the second night in a row, and the poor dog who hasn't been walked in weeks.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you how hard it is to think of my mother in laws last days.  I would tell you how guilty I feel for wishing the end to come sooner rather than later. I would ask you if it seemed selfish for me to want her pain to end quickly and not to linger. And I would confess that I just wanted it to be over so we could move on. 

If we were having coffee, I would be crying about all the times my mother-in-law will miss in our lives, and how she never met my baby girl.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you how much I love my children.  How when they get up in the morning with a smile it makes my heart melt.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you how over whelmed I am with being a mom, a wife, an employee and a friend.  I would tell you how I sometimes falter, and how sometimes I fail at all of them at once.

 

If we were having coffee, I would tell you how amazing my husband is.  How he just seems to know exactly what I need.  That his smile is all it takes to melt away all my insecurities.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you how much I would love to just go out and have coffee.  How I would love to have those couple of hours a week where my life didn't revolve around diapers, feedings, dance lessons, homework and favorite blankets.  

If we were having coffee, I would tell you I need to go home.  I have dinner to make, children to bath and a husband who is totally neglected.

If we were having coffee…. What would you tell me?

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