I'm A Crier!

I just read a great post on Beth's blog. You can find a link to it if you look over to the right of this page. As I was reading it, it made me cry. She spoke of her kids and how thankful she is for what she has in her life. It is a wonderful post and I hope you will read it.

At the end of a long and stressful day I'm sitting here in my room listening to Sami cry in her bed. She went to bed about 8:30pm...not unreasonable for a one year old. She slept for about an hour and now she wants to get up....or she wants to lay on the couch....or she wants to be rocked....or she wants to play. I don't know, she just isn't happy.

While I was reading about Beth and how she spoke about her kids, I thought to myself.....I need to get a grip. I'm so exhausted that it's ridiculous. I don't sleep. I work, go to school, take care of four kids and a husband. I do laundry and clean the house....heaven forbid someone should sweep the floor or spray some pinesol on the bathroom counter to clean it. Scott works nights so I am a single mother with four kids. I am exhausted! I know, I already said that.

For those of you who are mom's, maybe you can relate to what I'm going through right now. I come home from work and I don't get five minutes to myself. I don't even get to pee by myself. There is always a little one in the bathroom with me getting into the drawer, or trying to turn ont he water in the tub, or pulling dirty clothes out of the hamper. Sometimes I pick everything up off the floor and turn my back to get the Kirby out of the closet and when I turn around every toy is back on the floor. Other times, when its 10:30 at night and I'm so tired that I could cry, I have a little creepy girl who refuses to sleep. And she cries. Then she cries some more. After that, she cries.

Today, at work, I cried. I cried because I am so tired and I never catch up on my sleep. I don't have five minutes to myself. By the time I get home, Jourdan has been with the kids all afternoon and she wants out. I don't blame her, it's tough to babysit little kids and it's worse when they are your siblings. So, she's outta here. But that's ok.

Honestly, I think that Scott and I are both tired. I think he can't wait to go to work in the afternoon. I don't blame him, sometimes I 'd like to go back to work after I've been home for five minutes.

So, as I read Beth's post it made me cry. Not in a bad way, lol. I just long for the feeling that she is having right now. And I long for a peaceful night, if it ever comes.