I've learned an interesting lesson this week. There is a flip side to the saying "If Mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy".
I've always taken it to mean, if you make Mama mad then she will make your life miserable. While I believe that is true, there is another part to it.
This week has brought a bit of PMS to our home. By the way, in my house resides my husband, our son and our (male) dog. Take a wild guess, who do you think has PMS?
So, all I've wanted this week was to be left alone with nobody in my personal space. Here is where I had an epiphany. When Mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy. Why? Why can't they be happy without me to be the cheerleader? Is every family this way?