The ironies of motherhood. You think of yourself as the lucky one. After all you are not the one trying to extricate yourself from the clutches of Toddler Octopus Arms as he latches on to you, defying you to call in sick and not go to work. Until you realize that you will be the one watching your son. His ear to the door. Straining to catch the footsteps walking away.
(Tag inspired by Rohini)