I dream that life as a stay at home mom fills my cup.
I dream of feeling a real sense of accomplishment when my son is potty trained or can tie his shoes. I dream of hanging laundry out to dry while my children blow bubbles.
I dream of long summer days with the neighborhood kids in and out. I dream of serving lemonade and cookies, making hopscotch sqares in the driveway, and hula-hooping until my sides hurt.
I dream of homework spread across the kitchen table and telling teenagers to turn down their music. I dream of best friends and first dates and spring breaks.
I dream that my kids grow up to be caring and helpful people and always want to visit home.
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