Frustrating Days

Some days are harder than others.

Some days I wish I had the option of staying in bed.

Take last Monday, for example.

Took my 13-year-old to a dermatologist's appointment.

My 2-year old threw up on the ride over.

Only had wipes to clean her up

as best I could.

No change of clothing.

Walked into the appointment

smelling like vomit.

My 4-year-old and 7-year old sons

were bouncing off the walls.

Tried to calm them down

and talk to the doctor

at the same time.

Trying not to lose it.

Frustration abounded.

I was the only person

crazy enough to bring

four children

to the doctor's office that day.

Funny thing is:

I actually have

five children.

So it could

have been worse.

People always say

the same thing:

"Looks like you've

got your hands full!"

Yep, guess so.