I was at the dentist office last week having my cleaning. My dentist is also a friend, so it makes it nice because I can trust the information he gives me regarding my teeth, and it is easier to come up with topics of conversation. Anyway...we were talking about my surgery, and I mentioned that it was hard to just sit and watch life and not be able to participate while I was recovering...especially the first week because I was too uncomfortable and in too much pain to hold my boys or provide any other care for them...not to mention I wasn't supposed to lift anything more than 15 lbs. which pretty much meant both my boys were off limits. Anyway...I was a little offended when my dentist then responded by telling me "some people would say you are co-dependent".
I can't imagine anyone who was in my shoes not feeling the same way. It just tugs at your heart strings to not be able to provide care for your children...especially since that is my occupation...SAHM. I doubt a single person would say I would much rather have surgery than feed my baby a bottle or even change those stinky diapers.
Truthfully, I love my family, and I enjoy spending time with them. We cherish our nights together when Daddy gets home from work or the weekends when we can all hang out and do family activities together. I also cherish my days with the boys...although I cannot say that I always cherish every single moment of every day, but overall I wouldn't ask for my life to be different. If that makes me co-dependent, then so be it!
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