One of my favorite things right now is reading blogs. I especially loves ones that moms write about their daily lives. One of my all time favorites is written by a woman in FL who has a daughter with down syndrome. She doesn't mention it every post. But it's there. Last weekend her baby took a header on their ceramic tile floor. Another one I really like is written by a mom with FIVE kids and the 'baby' has a disability they're still trying to completely figure out. There was a birth defect and more and more issues are coming to light. I read a few other blogs written by moms too. With kids we all have some issue going on.
Last night I was frustrated from being up so much the night before. Three loads of laundry begging me to fold them. I was hoping Christian would sleep better. I was mad at the dog for pooping on the floor (if only someone would shovel the poor thing a path out the back door darling:).
I went to bed thinking, "Why me?"
Then when I got to school in a good mood this morning and brought a friend a double dose of her favorite drink because her father just had surgery yesterday and she looked exhausted and sad. I thought, I better just get over myself and be thankful I have what I have.
Two healthy kids.
Who am I to complain?