A Simple Country Mouse

I'm sitting down writing today and yet I really don't know where this particular blog post is going. It's been a day of just cleaning and constantly disciplining the kids and having to hear how I'm not good enough. It's been rough. The kids are being little monsters today, the house looks like a disaster, and I'm losing my mind. Correction, I think I've already lost my mind. There is a mountain of laundry spilling down the stairs, presents covering the laundry room and bathroom, tree needles everywhere, wrapping paper bits scattered like confetti, and my kids managed to throw the kid sized quad down the stairs. There is bubble wrap and popped packing bubbles all over the living room that the kids pulled out of the garbage to pop and then leave everywhere. A small mountain of laundry overflowing on the chair to be folded, and the dishes are all over the counter. The kids have been getting into everything! They've been talked to, yelled at, spanked, and pu...

I've got to be honest. This week has sucked. There is no other way to cut it. I've been sick most of the last week and a half. My son was sick for a couple days, and so was my daughter. I've had no energy and not much sleep while trying to get the house clean to have guests for my daughter's ballet recital this last Sunday. Then things had to go and get worse. Thursday my husband called me while on the truck to tell me that his sister who is pregnant just got some bad news. The baby has Edwards syndrome. There are not many babies that make it to term and the ones who do only have a 5-10% chance of making it to even a year. It was devastating to hear. This little sweet baby whom we haven't even met yet but love so deeply has so little a chance to make it. While I don't talk about it much, I've lost one myself. The grief eases with time, but it never truly goes away. I wouldn't wish this on anyone, but especially not my sister in law. We can't do any...