People often ask me, "Mothering on the Edge? Edge of what?"
Pick one, Mothering on the Edge:
of Reason
of Sanity
of the Law
of Department of Health guidelines (hahahaha!)
of my Limits
of the Universe (H claims to have found rocks from several planets at Father's Day picnic last night, including a new, previously undiscovered planet.)
of Relativity
of my Patience (not today, so much)
We'll just meditate on that for a second. Here are some edgy quotes to help: