Having six kids is hard work. Much harder than I anticipated. I don't know what I was expecting... but this is hard. Currently I have about 8 loads of laundry to fold, a house that is a wreck, children to be picked up from school in an hour, a sick toddler, and I just uploaded 296 pictures that need to be blogged about. Oh... and a 6 week old that only wants to sleep in my arms. Which makes doing all of the above (and then some) rather difficult.
Sometimes I feel like I'm drowning and an never going to be able to come up for breath. And I am exhausted. Sleep comes in 2 hours increments if I'm lucky at night. The babe loves to eat. I have crying, poor me meltdowns on a weekly basis. My poor husband.
Despite all of this... I am enjoying my life more than ever. There is something to be said about shutting your door and just taking care of your family. I've decided that Henry's need to only want to sleep in my arms is Heavenly Father's way of telling me to slow down and enjoy the important things. Like snuggling him, reading books to my toddler and pre-schooler, and enjoying this amazing role of motherhood like I never really have before. I am grateful for the reminder.
1 comment:
I don't know how you do it! If I lived close by I would gladly come help with laundry or the kiddos or hold darling, little Henry so you could get some needed sleep. Hang in there, Super Mama! You're doing fantastic! :)
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