I am still on the verge of a mental break down and in the last week of my final class before student teaching. I finally received my placement and start January 3rd. I am so excited to see an end in sight. I honestly tear up when I think of how difficult this journey has been and am so close to being done. It is a constant burden that is subconsciously always on mind and weighs on my shoulders. I am truly looking forward to graduation and finally after 3.5 years have the chance to just get to only be a stay at home mom for a while! Not a student and employee and a mom, but just a mom! In my mind, I feel I will be a much better mom and wife when I am done with school, I am sure it is wishful thinking, but where would I be without a dream?
So James has been working like crazy lately! One night he was in until 5 in the morning, other nights he goes in at midnight and I don't see him until the next evening. He is the hardest worker I know and as much as I despise it sometimes I really feel blessed to have such a dedicated husband who can pay our bills and allow me to be home with my kids. I suppose that out weighs the pure exhaustion that wears on both of us toward the end of each month! :) I think he is looking forward to finishing school as well so is free time is really at home with us and not in front of the computer screen!
Here are some picks of our first real snow fall! (Enough to go play in anyway)!
I can tell the kids feel the extra stress around here lately and could use some outside of the house family time! Today was unbelievably frustrating! We get the kids up and ready for church (already running late) and of coarse as soon as we are about to leave, Lenore has to have a dirty diaper... Change that get the kids in the car with half a diaper bag packed and off to church 15 minutes late. Luckily there were 2 baby blessings today so we didn't even miss the Sacrament. We are in the nursery (I honestly think God is punishing me for all my complaining and weakness). I am not sure that putting me in nursery will teach me the patience I need to learn, so I am hoping that doesn't mean I will never get released. :) James actually is better liked by the kids than me. The little girls run up to him and give him big hugs and want to sit on his lap and I get the screamers for the most part. We come home less spiritually uplifted than when we left the house that morning, and continue nursery with our kids. I get dinner on, diapers changed and fight each kid down for a nap. They all have to be in a separate room to sleep so my entire upstairs is occupied. I then hear 45 minutes later pounding on the wall and go upstairs to find Carlyle had a dirty diaper (even though he knows how to use the potty) and hasn't slept at all. We let him come downstairs because my brother had stopped by for a few minutes on his way back to CO and we knew he would want to see him. Consequence, so nap at all! James and I both had short cat naps on the couch to give each of us a little second wind to end the evening. I get dinner on, fight kids to sit and eat it, clean up, scrub down Lenore's pen covered face (she apparently got confused as to where the paper was) and fight tantrum after tantrum to just get upstairs and in bed. I am one to bath my kids EVERY night! Especially after nursery and playing with other kids. BUT tonight it just wasn't going to happen. We needed to get these kids in bed as soon as possible for everyone's sake (and safety!) I leave this paragraph off with one question... Why does Sunday seem to be one of the longest/hardest days of the week? Shouldn't it be the best? (I guess that is two questions) I may have some work to do... or take a much needed vacation to someplace warm, with palm trees.
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