I wake up some days and think, "WOW I can't believe this is my life" (in an excited, happy kind of way). Other days I wake up and thinkg "WOW I can't believe this is my life" (in a not-so-excited, must I be dragged outta bed kind of way).
On the rough days, I look at my life and can't believe THIS is MY life. Really?!?! Puke and poop, boogers and toe jam. Constant farting and burping. Surrounded by testosterone. Cleaning pee out of the floor, breaking up brotherly fights. Infinate mounds of laundry, dirty dishes all around. Clothes in the floor. Having to schedule the opportunity to potty by myself, using the term potty instead of use the restroom. Describing my jammed toe as "the piggy who stayed home" when ramming it into the chair while chasing a half naked toddler. A sassy mouthed tween. Toenails that desperately need polishing, dirty hair, ragged clothes, and no make-up. Oh I could go on and on.
BUT most days I wake up and realize THIS IS MY LIFE!!!! Five little people who love me unconditionally, who always have hugs and kisses available to brighten my day. Boyz who are inquizitive and optimistic. A husband that takes an intrest in his kids, who realizes how cool being a dad can be. Grandparents who love these boyz and are supportive in their raising. Smart kids who are always soaking in the rays of life. A baby with eyes that sparkle when I come into his sight. A toddler who sings silly songs to the Dell "lollipop" commecial while dancing naked in the living room. Older boyz who really do try to be helpful. I have to admit, this list is much longer than the first.
For this life I am greatful, though often overwhelmed, and pretty much sure that I wouldn't have life any other way....well maybe with a more padded bank account. ;)
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