I’ve lost my voice. And three long weeks later, I still haven’t completely found it. While it’s not unusual for me be hoarse when I’m sick, I don’t remember a time when it’s been this way for quite so long.
I enjoy a good conversation, but I never really thought about how much life as a mom requires you to speak. It seems children are constantly wanting validation about something they’ve done and they won’t stop until they’ve been acknowledged. Mom, look at this picture. Mom, the dog is snoring again. Mom, look – the moon is following me. Mom. Mom. Mom!