Losing My Mind!

Yesterday was one of those days that I wished I could just have a do over. I started off thinking it would be a great day. I had said my prayers read my scriptures and I got my first good night sleep in days. Then there was the calm before the storm. Literally! I was talking to my mom on the phone and I said to her, "It is a little quiet in here I better get off the phone and see what is going on." That was the "calm" the "storm" came when I found them in my bathroom with my lipstick and make-up all over. It was a timeout for both of them.

I continued to clean up the downstairs and after about 10 minutes Brooklyn comes down and says, "Mom, there was a little accident." I followed Brooklyn to her room. The accident was Brooklyn and Allie taking every drawer out of her Dresser and then tipping it over so it was ready to crush anyone who happened to touch it next. "Storm" #2 had arrived!

After cleaning that up I come downstairs to find the boys had poured out the entire content of my diaper bag all over the living room I had just cleaned. Instead of "Storm" #3 a flood of tears ran down my face as I called my husband to have him comfort me over the phone. Then I called my mom who was ready to drive to phoenix that very moment to relieve a little of my stress and take a couple kids back home with her. I love my mom!

But with no more time to dwell on my misery we all headed for a Dr. appointment. It was at the end of the appointment that I realized I am losing my mind. I was loading up the kids into the car and as I looked at Brooklyn I realized her underwear were on the outside of her leggings. HOW DID I NOT NOTICE THIS? It wasn't like her shirt was so long it covered it. She didn't have a sweater wrapped around her waste. The underwear and leggings weren't even the same color. The only logical explanation is that kids make you crazy.
I sat around that whole day feeling totally bummed. Then last night I read a friends blog and I realized how blessed I am. She has had several miscarriages and just recently experienced another. I felt her heartache as I read the words she wrote about the days spent in tears and the aching in your chest even now it makes me teary remembering what those days felt like. It was just the reminder I needed to realize how amazing my life is. I guess my prayers did work after all, even though once again it was in an unexpected way.