On my way into Manhattan today, I observed a mother with her two energetic kids in the subway. During the time it took the F train to go from Delancy to 14th Street, I became exhausted just observing this poor woman. The kids could not have been older than 6 and 4, but the mother looked at least 50. The only thought going through my mind was: " Thank goodness, I had my kids early!"
Here I am, in my mid-*&^%% (hahaha you thought I would actually tell you?) with one college-age daughter and a 15-year old, and I am amazed that people older than me have the energy to deal with little ones. Good for them, I guess. Little kids, teens....young parents, older parents..no matter, it sure is a tough job.
Just today, the New York Post published an article discussing a poll revealing that a staggering 47% of mothers say that they are the least happy person in the household. That's big. Who would you say is the unhappiest member in your family?
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