Sometimes...

In blogland we tend to post about the noteworthy, the positive, the fun, and the exciting, the happy, the good news, the great news, and the even greater news.

But let's face it: sometimes life isn't always like that. I thought I'd let you in on some of my little secrets.

Sometimes I don't get ready for the day.

Sometimes my house is messy. Very messy.

Sometimes my bed doesn't get made, the dishes don't get done, and the kids toys are everywhere.

Sometimes I don't feel like doing anything with my free time except reading or blogging, or just wasting time on the internet.

Sometimes I am not very nice to my husband. I always feel horrible afterwards and I know I don't deserve him. I am surrounded by people who are perfectly lovely and ooey-gooey in love and would never say an unkind thing to their spouse. Someday I will be like that.

Sometimes I am not a very good mom. I don't read stories and sing songs and play with playdoh often enough.

Sometimes the tv is on waaay more than it should be.

Sometimes I am snippier to my children than I ever thought I would be. And I regret it and am so sad and apoligize, because really, how can I let a 2 1/2 year old get me so frustrated?

Sometimes the kiddos get sick 2 weeks after finally kicking the last cruddo-sickness and I just want to pull my hair out and scream because I want to leave the house and go on play dates and have fun outside with my babies.

but sometimes it snows in March.

Sometimes my 10 month decides that he doesn't want to nurse anymore and I am absolutely heartbroken because it was our special time and I had decided to (and was very happy about it) nurse for 1 full year. But he will not nurse anymore, or take a bottle of anything, and I am just so so sad. (not to mention worried about his health)

And sometimes, all of this happens in one day.

But this blog is, afterall, supposed to be happy, too.
So I'll tell ya:
I got the laundry done and dinner made.

Which was pretty huge considering the day.