I keep putting off taking on extra responsibilities at work, saying, "I'll do it when my life gets easier." I figure having a kid in her terrible 2's is some sort of peak of difficulty. It's got to get easier than that, right?
However, this weekend it was my grade schooler who managed to:
1) Burn her finger and injure like three other body parts
2) Wake me up WAY before I was ready on daylight savings Sunday (daylight savings is meaningless when you have little kids)
3) Not allow me to have even ten minutes to rest after a several hour excursion to the mall
Plus, whenever I make comments along the lines of that it will get easier when they're older, people are fond of telling me, "Oh no, it just gets hard in a different way."
So which is it? Does it get easier ever?