Gone are the days of celebrating Valentine's Day with a beautiful candlelight dinner, expensive bottle of wine, a sexy black little dress and time to get ready for a magical night without a million interruptions.
Man, I have to admit, I do hear these words often and every time I hear them there is a tremendous amount of guilt and frustration that just completely overwhelms me. I heard these exact words the other night, as my sweet 6-year-old
I grew up in a family with five other siblings, four girls and two boys. There was very little down time for my parents, trying to manage multiple schedules, kids' activities, while both working outside the home.