Monday, May 18, 2015
Remember last post? Lovey dovey, gratitude for chance to be a mom. Yeah. Singing a new tune today. Oh my word. Started off being woken up by Charlie with a present I had bought for Oliver on sale awhile back. He was snooping in my craft room and found it. So that set the mood for my day. I then made them a hot breakfast - which I rarely do. Only Dylan would eat. When I went into my craft room I noticed that my candy jar that I pull from for treats for their lunches was pretty empty. I asked them if they've been eating candy and they (C & O) said yes. So, I screamed at them for going in my room and told them I was throwing away ALL candy in our house. I finished up lunches and took everyone to school. Came home, put Porter down for a quick 1/2 hour nap, then had to wake him up to head back to O's preschool for fieldtrip day. I walked with him to the park and they had lunch, played games, and played at the park. It was fun to see Oliver and his little buddies. He loves Luke, Makio, and Rowe. They're his crew. Then we walked back to our car and came home. Then I scrambled around, vented to my dear friend, and then kids came home from school. Helped a little with homework but then I had to teach a piano lesson. Then I had to get the kids ready for a baseball game and find food for Porter. The storm was rolling in but the game hadn't been called. We got there, practiced a bit, started the game, and then there was lightening. Game called. So glad I was there for 15 minutes of play. The rain came. It dumped. The sky was lit up. It was crazy. We came home and had a quick FHE, ate dinner, and put the kids to bed. I am pooped. What an emotional day. I just am angry. I don't know if it is hormonal or if it is a crazy mother of 4 thing. Moments are good and sweet but lately I have been tried, especially by my Charlie. He is a strong minded, always thinks he's right child. Love him dearly but man he is hard to raise. I definitely need patience with that one. But, tomorrow is another day. At the beginning of the year I wanted every single day to be great this year. It was a fail today but I will try again in the morning.
Saturday, May 9, 2015
Today I was vacuuming my living room. The 3 older boys were taking a nap and it was just Porter and me. As I was going around the couch Porter was pulling up on my legs and crawling right behind me, feeling his little fingers on me. In my mind I thought, "I am a mom." Nothing better. No greater honor.