Warning: this post contains profanity. Because after the week I’ve had, it’s appropriate. Please don’t read if profanity offends you. This week, guys … this week has been the week from hell. Small pockets of sanity
“Tomorrow, then no more.” I put my foot down in no-nonsense mom tones. We have one more “thing” to do and then we’re taking a break. As much of a break as our week will allow. Sure, we have
These days, I’m always tired. I’m worn, I’m stressed, I’m lost in busyness. This part of being a parent is not my favorite: raising littles drains my brain cells away. At the end of the day I collapse, exhausted.