I love being a single mom. When Mr. S leaves for debate tournaments to coach on the weekends, it’s just me and the babies. I get a lot less work done than I should because when the kittens lay on me I hate to get up (even when I have to pee). At night when Mr. S is home we usually shut the kittens out of the bedroom because they regularly pounce on his curly head in the middle of the night. But when he’s gone, I let them roam in the room. They find a comfortable place to sleep like my tummy or between my knees. I wake up feeling like there’s a heating pad on me and discover it’s a furry baby.

The kittens sleep on Mr. S only in the mornings when we let them in after they’ve had breakfast.