It's a bright, but cold, Saturday morning. I'm at the kitchen table with my hot cup of coffee. I look over at my son who has a haslenut covered bagel covering his mouth. My daughter looks at him and giggles and looks back at me. I start laughing. Very good start to a day. Then the fighting begins...
"sissy, stop looking at me" my son says. "Mom, he touched me" my daughter cries.
Yep, I knew that moment wouldn't last very long.
But, I'll remember those precious moments, even if they are far and few between them.

Okay, so I was looking at my coffee table when I got home and this is what I found:
Dirty socks
Small square Thomas the train pillow
Three channel changers
Bop it game
GI Joe Tank
Box of Tissues
Unplugged heating pad
Unplayed Leapster
Etch-A-Sketch
Chuck E Cheese Plastic Cup
Child's book
I pod
Empty plastic Easter egg
Plastic fish
Squishy Lizard
Yellow Highlighter
Sticky note pad
Transformer toy
DS Game Holder
Plain white piece of paper
Empty santa peez container &
Pair of earings
And I wonder why my mind feel caiotic? It could be because my house is caos. Then I think about when my kids will be gone. How empty and "put together" my house will be...how lonely that will feel. So instead of "freaking out" about how dirty, messy, or non-organized the house is, I will first take a moment to enjoy that it is not.

I was thinking today. I love my children, I love my husband, but I don't know what I would do without my close friends. You know, the friends you can make fun of, who can make fun of you(without getting pissed), the friends you can tell your deep dark secrets to, the friends you know won't judge you for those secrets, the friends who, although may not be biological, that are your family.I am so grateful for those relationships. Although they are far and few between, I am so glad I have them. You know who you are. Don't forget to tell those people how much their friendships mean to you this week.

It has been awhile since the last blog, but for good reason. Moms are busy. Is that a good enough reason? Yes it is. I have had more sickness in this household than I would ever care to admit.
Ryder(my four year old) started us out with a wonderful temp of 103,so off the urgent care we go. Diagnosis: Strep Throat. Two weeks later, my daughter Kailyn gets it. Then the worst patient of all a week later, myself, gets it, and I truely believed I was dying. I remember at one point looking over at my husband and saying "kill me now."
What is it about when moms get sick? I swear, my kids are so much more resilent. I get a fever and I become a total waste. I can't even function. So now, a couple of weeks later, and my son looks at me tonight and says "I'm hot and then cold." And so I think, Oh god, what now. He now has a 101.0, my husband is working third tonight, and I have to think of what to do tomorrow. Do I call in and risk the possibility of losing a job that I love, make my sleep deprived husband watch and care for our sick child, or pray tonight hoping that the temp is just a fluke?
Only time will tell.
Life of a mom.