I'll admit it
Somedays I am totally hopless.
I chuck my duties for the day, and on only a whim of hope that they'll behave, I load up the kiddos and go off to do what I want to do, rather than what I need to do.
Today, well, was one of those days.
We went to the Dairy Queen today. The first time I had taken any of them and the first time in forever that I had been. It was fun, we shared our treats and the kids laughed the whole time. No one got mad, no one got jealous, no one bossed...
We were like 4 kids, instead of a Mom and her 3 kids.
It felt so good to steal a moment.
The past few weeks have been trying, to put it nicely. It seems we're all being pulled in seperate directions and Rooster is braver and more dare-devilish than ever. We're dealing with some financial sorting and with John horrible work schedule. I have a pile of Laundry, again, that seems to grow no matter how often I do it, and the sink is beckoning me to empty it of those dishes... Lydia needs reaffirmation that even those she's the oldest I still love her just as much, Layla is going through a "baby-me" phase and our sleep arrangements have been completely uprooted. We haven't made bedtime for something like weeks. I'm physically and mentally drained and I know John is too...
But taking the time to say "Whatever, I'm doing what I want" even if it was only for an hour, helped. So, okay, I folded under the pressure... but sometimes, in the words of Kenny Rogers...
''You got to know when to fold 'em'' :)
Have a Great Week!