Life is proving to be a bit of an up hill battle at the moment. The blog challenge has definitely come off the rails - day's 3 and 4 challenges never arrived. Day 5 has to be a guest blog which won't appear here and I wonder if I'll ever get it written; Day 6 should have been done yesterday.. and so here we are..on Day 7 writing about a day in the life of me - who wants to read about that I think. A day of trying to get children to school without resorting to sending them out of the door half dressed and without shouting too much..trying to cook meals that everyone will eat (this never happens - whatever I make has someone saying "Yuck, I don't like mushrooms..I don't like potatoes done like that..and me saying "Well pick it out then".."No, it's touched the other food on my plate". ARRGGH!!!!!!!!! A day spent trying to answer questions that I don't know the answer too such as "Which is the biggest star in the universe?". AND, when I say I don't know, being informed by my eldest son that "You don't know very much, do you Mamma". Thanks for that! A day when I try not to eat biscuits or cheese because nearly a year after having my third son, I still weigh more than before I had him and cannot get rid of my tummy even though I attempt to do situps every day (perhaps that's where I am going wrong.. not attempting enough.. and being tempted too much!
Anyway, when I woke up this morning, I thought, today would be different. The sun was shining, it was the weekend and my husband was home to share the load, it was the start of the Easter holidays...
And although at 4pm it has had it's share of tantrums, screaming fits (that's from me!) and children breaking whirly gig washing lines ("it just fell over Mamma") which caused the shouty screaming of "How can a metal pole holding up mounds of washing just fall over!!" it has also been a lovely day of being out in the garden, having a gorgeous lunch in the village church grounds to celebrate the Golden Wedding Anniversary of our lovely vicar, and her husband and just generally enjoying being at home.
And actually, when I think about it seriously, most days are a mixture of good and not so good but at the end of the day there is always a bit of time, when the children have gone to bed, to have a glass of wine and fall into a deep blissful sleep at 9pm before the baby wakes up teething, or someone has a bad dream.. or leg ache.. or just needs a cuddle and I love it all.
Have to go.. the baby is crying.........and I'm half way through mowing the lawns. Also, nearly forgot, I actually run a yarn business in the midst of all this chaos!!!
amen sister! amen! :)
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