I love my kids. I really do. Being a mother is undoubtedly one of the greatest honors. And there was a time early in my marriage when I thought that I wouldn’t be able to have any more kids. I was coming to terms that we were going to be a ‘one and done’ family. But God saw fit to bless me with not one, not two, but THREE rainbow babies. #WontHeDoIt I say all of that to say that I. Love. My Babies…
BUT and however….
…am I the only mom who needs to have a drink by
Friday night Thursday evening?! By this point in the week I have heard “Can you tell (enter name) to stop!” 32 times, “It wasn’t my fault!” 16 times, 8 times someone has asked “Can you take me…” and 4 times “My teacher wants you to sign this. I have been through 84 band-aids and 6 ice packs. I have woken up with a third body in my bed at LEAST twice. The broccoli has burned, another glass has shattered and I have found myself on the big girl potty with no tissue left on the roll. *sigh*
So yeah, a glass of Mommy Juice is in order. I deserve it!
So, do any other mommies out there feel me?