It's been one of those weeks. Been one of those years, actually. As 2014 winds down, I am currently battling a 13-month old with a NASTY case of strep throat, and a defiant nearly-3-year-old displaying some evident bitterness that her brother is getting lots of attention. And that's pretty much how 2014 has gone. Between his Tylenol-resistant 104 degree fever and her tendency for urinating on every piece of furniture in the house, I've come up with a goldmine of New Years' Resolutions. They are:
-To not get pregnant
-To get 8 uninterrupted hours of sleep for the first time in over a year.
-To speak more softly to my children
-To take Caleb on our first weekend getaway
-To try to remember the many good things that have also happened this year, such as making many lasting friendships, working as a school nurse, and reading some of my now-favorite books.
-To laugh more, such as the time last week when I put Alaina on time-out, and as I shut the door I heard her knock and mutter through her sobs, "Do you wanna build a snowman!?"
They say children refine you, but do you ever feel like you are becoming worse as a person from dealing with all the stresses of parenthood? I do. And I only have 2 children. How do moms of big families do it?!? But ask me if I'd rather just not have any kids at all, and I'd say, "Of course not!" My children are my treasure! It's just the kind of treasure that likes to sneak into your bed and kick you in the face at night.
