Book Description:
'Is there life after laundry?' This age old question is posed by every mother, every domestic engineer of the traditional and non traditional homestead. Personally, I think not. There is only life between loads. Everything else is scheduled around the laundry hamper. Commandments From The Kitchen Chair is a candid look at our family's life events between running for the rinse cycle and searching for lost socks in the dryer. Early in Motherhood I discovered to my chagrin, that children do not come into the world clutching owners' manuals and husbands fail to greet you at the altar with a self course in mind reading. These are learned skills for which no night school classes are yet to be offered. Every mother in the world feels at some point in her 'career' that she is alone in her domestic dilemmas, that no one else could possibly be having the kind of day she is having. It is my hope that Commandments From The Kitchen Chair will convince mothers everywhere that we've all been there, and most of us are still there. As mothers we belong to a kind of silent sorority, but we're all members just the same. Join with me and chuckle at the life course we have chosen. After all, if it weren't for insanity, we'd all be crazy by now. Appearing throughout the book are my husband, herein after referred to as 'hubby', preferring to remain anonymous unless I use a pseudonym, and two daughters Kristin and Katelyn, fondly dubbed 'The Special K's' (ages ten and three at the time of writing). No names have been changed to protect the innocent; none of us are innocent. Our family closely parallels your own, and my Mother too told me there would be days like this. She did however neglect to mention that they would all be like this.
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