So I'm often asked or hear the comment " I don't know how you do it!" or " How do you do it?" When referring to our kids and the close ages.The thought that often comes to mind is either" Because I have to" or "On a wing and a prayer." More often the " On a wing and a prayer" comment. Definitely a lot of prayer.
From the outside we often look like a well constructed and put together family. Our children often seem very calm and well behaved. Our house organized and fairly clean.But people often don't see the other side of things. The things that make the comments and questions other people ask and say seem like very logical comments and questions.
Days like today!!!! The morning started normal, busy as always. But as the day seemed to progress it become more evident this was definitely a Monday. After a long wait, we found out we were denied for a car loan. We searched other options with no luck, after finding the perfect mini van for us, if there is such a thing. Anyways then after the horrible let down of our inability to get a vehicle until probably July, I decided Sonic was a good food item for depression. So we go up to get the kids and serve there supper and much to our dismay we found Mathias playing in his poop, despite our attempt to prevent this by duct taping the diaper on. Too bad we can't do this around the legs!!! Would probably leave a rash. But none the less playing in his poop. Josh and I worked together to clean him up. After that we went to Sonic. We got there and things seemed to be going our way, we got an extra soda and didn't have to pay for it. Score!!!!!
We got home and thank God Ellie slept so we could eat. Ya the Monday came back into the day. Even my depression food was ruined. Josh's hamburger had stuff that we requested not be put on it, my hamburger looked like someone stepped on part of it and Josh's corn dog was burnt. Okay so ya know shrugging that off we proceeded to put the kids down for bed, a bit late but none the less down for bed. Ya!!! Adriel had played in his poop and smeared it all over his high chair. Then to make matters worse, Josh remembered he left our upstairs window open without a screen in it, in the twins room. So I frantically ran upstairs to prevent Mathias, who Josh had turned loose moments before, to find him standing in the toy box dangling partially out the window saying "who who". I jerked him back in and quickly closed the window. Collapsed on the floor and proceeded to have a heart attack. After recoving from the heart attack. I decided to come back down stair and try to take a break. Again Monday reared it's ugly head again. The baby has colic..... Thus ends this blog so I can pace the baby. To be truthful reading all the events of our Monday. I don't know how I do it!!!!!! Definitely alot of prayer.
