Why Can’t She Just Watch TV

Today's guest post is from Sarah. (By the way, that is my girls name if we ever have another baby and it's a girl. So not happening, by the way.) She wrote her own intro because I found myself crazy busy this week and unable to do anything but stress about vacation. Oh, and Sarah, Michael does the exact same thing you describe in this post.
I’ve never been really good at concisely introducing myself while providing some type of insight into my interests, hobbies, and personality. I always hated that part of the first days of school or the early days of a new job. I’d start to sweat, turn red, and look for the nearest exit. What is there really to say? I’m a 30 year old SAHM to two children. Our daughter is 3 and our son is 1. I love being home with them even though there are times I wonder what I have gotten myself into. Before kids entered the picture I was a high school English teacher for 5 years. I doubt that when I do return to work someday it will be as a teacher. There are a variety of reasons for that, none of which I’ll bore you with now. In the little time I actually get to myself I like to read, exercise, play my guitar, and of course blog. So thanks to Jodi for giving me the chance to do so on her great blog!
My daughter loves books and loves to read and for that I am thankful. I think that one of the greatest gifts to give a child is a love of reading. That being said, I am thoroughly exhausted from reading to her so much. If she could have it he way, we would read all day long, every day. We can never just read five or six books; those five or six books become thirty to forty books. I’m not exaggerating either. It would be one thing if I could barrel through them, but it takes forever to get through a book because of the barrage of questions that go along with it. I know that for this I should be glad. It’s a sign that she is engaged and more importantly the beginning of critical thinking skills. She asks questions, makes connections and comparisons, and relates what happens in the books to her own personal experiences. As a former English teacher I truly couldn’t be more proud. It was like pulling teeth at times to get high school students to master these skills. But I swear I read 3 words and then the questions and observations and connections start. I cannot even finish a sentence. It’s stop and go the entire time. While it’s cute and precious it is also tiring and frustrating. My husband and I are voracious readers and I am thrilled that our daughter seems to be following in our footsteps in that regard. I feel like a bad mom when she asks me to read to her and inside I’m screaming to myself, "No, I don’t want to flippin’ read. I read to you all damn day long. I want a break from the stupid books." However, outwardly I smile, act excited and say, "Sure, I’d love to read to you."