But I'm human.
And this human is tired and kind of frustrated.
I'm tired of sick kids and being thrown up on every night.
I'm tired of changing beds several times a day.
I'm tired of having a sore throat and headache.
I'm tired of fighting my kids on whether they're going to eat what I fix.
I'm tired of tripping over toys.
I'm tired of never being able to catch up on household chores.
I'm tired of feeling guilty when I call in to work because of sick kids.
I'm tired of trying to be all things to all people.
I'm tired of second guessing or feeling guilty about the decisions I make.
I'm tired of trying to keep it all together with a smile on my face.
And I'm tired of being...well....tired.
There's about 101 more things that I'm tired of, but I think you're getting the gist of it.
I know this is all a normal part of motherhood and life and that there are so many other people/children/families who are dealing with life altering situations. I know that. And I know that my blog is probably not the place to vent my frustration, but where else am I going to do it? I'm among friends here and isn't that the reason we have friends...so we can vent.
I promise that tomorrow will be a new day and that I'll be back to my regular posts on our crazy life and my crazy kiddos.
Even though I'm tired and frustrated, I'm at peace. I'm still a happy, optimistic person (I'm just a tired, happy, optimistic person). I'm at peace because I know that all this is just a tiny, insignificant drop in the bucket of life.
And I'm at peace because of the grace of God and His presence in my life.