Sometimes...

your day starts at 5:53 with two babies crying...pee soaked sheets, blankets and quilts....chores to be accomplished....loads of laundry... dishwashers to empty, children to feed... a puppy underfoot...a trip to pick berries only to find them closed...home again to take care of some flowers and pick veggies...only to find your workin' man Husband has trapped a junkyard cat....and if you leave it where it is you will cook said cat....sometimes you just need the support of a friend/neighbor to help with the cat.... before you have to clean up the babies again because they are covered head to toe in evil moon sand so that you can leave home again to find out that your car does not pass inspection...sometimes a friend drives by and invites you along on her adventures at just the right time and you eat ice cream for lunch... because it is summer and you are a little bit scared of your friend if you don't accept the invitation.... sometimes you make it home just in time to get the babies BACK to bed and you have to break the news of the vehicle to the workin' man Husband. Sometimes things are not better in your heart or in your circumstances even after a 3+ hour rest time for babies who got up too early.... so there is more crying....and then a routine trip to the vet....a late night dinner... a quick bedtime.... and a huge summer thunderstorm that wakes a baby.... and sometimes... your day doesn't end until after she has puked at midnight and is sleeping on the floor next to your bed.... sometimes....

you can change perspective... later.... just read the bold words this time...

your day starts at 5:53 with two babies crying...pee soaked sheets, blankets and quilts....chores to be accomplished....loads of laundry... dishwashers to empty, children to feed... a puppy underfoot...a trip to pick berries only to find them closed...home again to take care of some flowers and pick veggies...only to find your workin' man Husband has trapped a junkyard cat....and if you leave it where it is you will cook said cat....sometimes you just need the support of a friend/neighbor to help with the cat.... before you have to clean up the babies again because they are covered head to toe in evil moon sand so that you can leave home again to find out that your car does not pass inspection...sometimes a friend drives by and invites you along on her adventures at just the right time and you eat ice cream for lunch... because it is summer and you are a little bit scared of your friend if you don't accept the invitation.... sometimes you make it home just in time to get the babies BACK to bed and you have to break the news of the vehicle to the workin' man Husband. Sometimes things are not better in your heart or in your circumstances even after a 3+ hour rest time for babies who got up too early.... so there is more crying....and then a routine trip to the vet....a late night dinner... a quick bedtime.... and a huge summer thunderstorm that wakes a baby.... and sometimes... your day doesn't end until after she has puked at midnight, laundry is going again and she is sleeping on the floor next to your bed....