I’m failing. When I looked around my living room last night I hung my head in defeat, I’m failing. Wait. Stop. What? My apartment needs some major TLC. The laundry I put on the chair to fold? My kids through it around the living room. The dishes? Piled in the sink because I can’t unload
You snuggle into my shoulder, your hair smells of fresh shampoo. I lean my head into you as you look up at me. Your nose crinkles, your eyes light up and your sweet smile appears. Tiny baby teeth. You raise your hand up high, a signal that you want something. You look to me and
Ever have one of those days where you have so much on your plate that you don’t know where to start? I know the answer is to just pick a task and just start but I’m exhausted just thinking about all that needs to get done! So today this is something I’m trying to combat
I’m jotting this blog down while my mind races off to tomorrow. I try my best to pull it back in but it’s useless, it’s gone. Some days my life is a haze of diapers, phone calls, to do lists, messy hands, and a messy house. My life is full of obligations, wants, and needs.
Saturday I woke up with a headache and a exhaustion I couldn’t shake. I struggled through the day, celebrating that I was able to make dinner and do baths!! I had a long to do list that remained undone. I was crushed and couldn’t push past it. Sunday I tried to play catch up with
E. A. McComas 