“How come I don’t hear you yelling at the kids as often these days? Have they suddenly become angels?”, my downstairs neighbour asked today. Since our bathrooms are designed to pick up and transmit the faintest sound, she has been privy to all the trials and tribulations my devils have put me through.
"Not really”, I replied. “These days, I think, I am just too tired to yell.”
Partly true, but more than that, I lack the mental bandwidth to get irritated when things do not go exactly as I want them to.
Maybe part-time mothers do make better mothers!