So another month has gone by in the blink of an eye. Baseball season is in full swing (4 games this weekend between the 3 boys and back there again tonight!) and E is still dancing almost every day. My parents are on vacation and life as usual is crazy! On top of it, I am team mom for 2 teams, team mom league rep for the tee ball teams AND running a performance at the kids school. That last one has been a TON of work, but the show is Friday and I know it is going to be amazing. With almost 100 kids, it should be awesome!!
On top of all that, it’s the end of the school year, which means finishing up projects, E is going to the district spelling bee which means more spelling practice, and well, the list goes on and on. Yesterday as I was standing at the stove making dinner (mac and cheese, that’s all I had in me!) I just lost it. Nothing happened (other than just a crazy, overwhelmingly busy weekend). Just thought how much easier this all would be if Mark was here. What I wanted to do was get in my car and drive away from the whining, fighting kids. And if he was here, I could have at least had a few minutes to get myself together. Not an option anymore. Gotta barrel through. Not that I don’t ever get a break, I do. But sometimes, the times when I REALLY need a break, it’s not an option. I HAVE to deal because there’s no one else here to “take over.” Some days, like yesterday, I really wish there was another person here with me… okay, not another person. Mark. And that sucks too.
Okay, pity party is over. Back to pushing through. Being grateful. Yeah, I know I have lots to be thankful for, and I am. Truly. But some days I just wanna whine and kick and scream because like E told me the other night, “it’s just not fair.” Nope, it’s not.