Well the blog is, anyway. It's 12:20 am on a Wednesday. I didn't stay up this late to usher in the hump day, I assure you, but nevertheless it was greeted with a smile. Today was a hard day for me. I had a FAB U LOUS weekend with friends and came home so ready to enjoy my family. FAIL. My children stayed up far to late (my plane was delayed so everything was delayed) and were so very grouchy, crabby, mischievous, and all the other words that fit here and mean PUNKS. We are potty training J, and having some mild success and even greater amounts of laundry. We had hopes of dropping C's pacifier this week, but my nerves cannot handle that. I am trying to paint our house, get M's homeschool curriculum sorted, learn more ways to help L transition throughout his day, train for CASA volunteering, plan a baby shower, be a wife to my husband, a friend to my friends and a contributing family member to my family (extended and otherwise) and today it just got the best of me. Some days do that. Some days I look around and wonder just how I'm going to manage this chaos and still give my kids a good memory about that day. Some days I just cry a little extra.
The good thing about these days is that my husband will talk with me about it. He'll listen, try to help if he can and let me cry if I need to. He'll apply logic to my emotions and remind me that today isn't forever. He's pretty amazing that way.
So, even though my week already flipped upside down, even though I, at times today, wished I hadn't gotten off that plane, even though I wonder if I've ever done even one single moment of motherhood correctly, today was good because I do know, above everything else, that my husband believes I am the best wife for him, the best mother for his children and the best looking hottie on the block!
-LL
"profiter de la doublure d'argent"
Damn skippy!
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