Having a three year-old is great. I love her take on the world. I’ve done this three times before, so I think I’m up for the challenge. Mostly. I am tired all the time, still. I don’t remember it being this hard to stay awake. Oh, you thought I was talking about her nap time? Does she have one? I don’t know, I’m usually the first one asleep. I can’t remember the last movie I stayed awake for. I think it has something to do with the fact that I’m finally able to relax. I hope it’s not a symptom that I’m becoming narcoleptic. I’d hate to get a job once she’s in school and find out that I can’t stay awake any time I sit down for long periods. The good news is, there couldn’t possibly be a fast-paced law firm around that could have me jumping the way my daughter does. I am not afraid of a challenge. I can tackle office work after this. I give baths, manicures, pedicures, and preschool lessons before most people finish their morning commute. I might know the lyrics to every Disney soundtrack ever, but I still manage to get the housework done, bid on jobs, take the boys to and from the bus stop on time, and fix all five meals that a growing child needs. I even manage to do a few of those jobs I bid on. Working a 9 to 5 job would be a vacation– sorry, all you moms with jobs, the secret’s out. Working out of the house is so much easier than actually putting in the time to raise a child. Hands down. I’ve done both. I’d rather stay home with my daughter, but I know a job would be so much easier. Pays better, too. I don’t think I could trade spending time with the world’s most prolific conversationalist to spend time listening to someone discuss whatever vapid television series I didn’t bother to watch last night. Honestly, chasing someone around trying to get them to wear pants is so much more fulfilling when it’s a toddler and not your boss. I’m going to miss these happy, golden years when I join the “real world”. I’m going to miss our little talks while she sits on the potty, or when she’s “helping” me fix dinner. I’m going to miss it all someday, but not because I wasn’t there. I’m going to miss it because she’s moved on to some other grand adventure just a little bit sooner than I was ready. One day I’ll be able to make it through the day without a nap time. I just hope it’s not some day soon.