People say I’m crazy, said John Lennon and I quote and end quote.
I glance back at the two little people in the back seat of my car while stopped at a red light. My heart constricts a little when two pairs of bright (oh alright two slightly fatigued) eyes look back at me. they are probably thinking: “What will this crazy lady make us do next?” And I am thinking, I so could have another one.
I cannot reconcile my pre- and post-motherhood beings.