Today, as I was on facebook, a friend of mine- who was suppose to be having her baby 1 week before me but then my little guy decided to come out 6 weeks early- posted new pictures. Pictures of her and her family that went to the beach or going to the park and flying kites- her family co-shares the house. So there are like 4 families in one big house.
I will admit I was jealous for a moment- astfirguallah. Neither my husband and I have family here, we can't go to the beach with our family, or go to the park and have a picnic. We don't even spend much time together because my husband works 12 hours a day 6 days a week. The only day off he does get we try to squeeze in everything in one day. Washing the laundry, grocery shopping, family time, etc. Made me hit a low point today when I saw those pictures. Don't get me wrong, I thank God everyday for my wonderful husband and lovely son, but sometimes I wish we had more family time together. Sometimes I do not see it as fair, but life isn't always how you want it, is it?