I've got a confession to make: I've lost some of my pep. My spring. My ENERGY.
I'm dead on my feet and want to sleep all.the.time.
But three little ones always find other things for me to do-get juice, change diapers, fix meals, clean up sticky something somewhere. You know, the usual.
Except I really just feel so incredibly run down and out of gas. Even now I had to make myself sit here and come up with a post to share (and even then, all I can do is share how tired I am). I don't know what is wrong with me-or that anything is wrong beyond just having two two year olds and one three year old all day through the week, a part time work from home job, and ever increasingly busy weekends.
Perhaps I have uncovered the problem (thank you, blog)-perhaps I just need some alone time.
And I guess I could say I am looking forward to Mother's Day, but in a way I'm not. Because you know what I would REALLY like to do? Disappear for a day and have no kids around. And not change any diapers. And maybe read a book.
But that seems like a kinda dumb way to spend Mother's Day-after all, shouldn't you be AROUND your kids on that day?
So, cue the guilt I'm feeling for feeling like I could use a break, but really, there has to be a way to convince three little kids they DON'T need to have CONSTANT physical contact with me EVERY SECOND. I can't even think of the last time I pooped alone, and that is just a bit annoying. (Though on a side note, I think watching me has JR and Emily ready to try pooping on the little potty, so that is a plus).
Alright, I'm off to drink more coffee and then clean up the coloring they just did on themselves instead of the paper I passed out. Niiiiicccceee...