the wonders of being a crazymama. feeling thankful.

Oh it's a fun filled day here in crazymama-land.

gosh sometimes it's pure bliss.

and i'm being serious.

i achieved my daily goals.

wonder what they are?

dress 4 big kids for school and do hair.

give them their daily meds(gotta love all those kids with ADHD)

hunt down shoes

sign homework folders

wash their grimy little faces

and send them on their merry little way. on time again.

of course i couldn't do it all without Lance's assistance. who makes the lunches and drives them to school daily.

and then there are the other kids that are not school aged.

Pierce sleeps in. thank goodness.

and Hope is content to watch noggin for a long while.

she is amazed at my "sprinkles" (glitter) all over my neck,cleavage, face,arms and ear. left over from glittering cups until the wee hours of the morning.

(again i find myself wondering why i do these?)

when Pierce finally gets up around ten he comes downstairs to find me at the computer and sits on my lap. giving me sleepy smiles and lets me cuddle him while he wakes up.

it inspired me to make pancakes which is not my forte (Liberty cooks pancakes better than i do). but decided since the griddle was out from the other night, i might as well take advantage of the convenience.

so we whipped up the pancakes while the little kids supervised the mixing and cooking. demanding heart shaped ones, and Minnie mouse ears.

after they were done eating they wandered off to play and watch TV, while i ate alone at the computer.

Lance enjoyed his pancakes in the office. and was sure to mention he noticed the heart shaped one on top. OHHH la la!

Hope informed me she had boogers on her ear, and upon further inspection i discovered drainage either from her tubes? (which i can't recall if they are still in place) or i'm suspecting it burst in the night. poor thing. she had complained last night so i loaded her up with tylenol and sent her to bed. she said it felt better this morning. now i know why. thus the assumption that it burst. it always feels better without the pressure.

UGH. i anticipate a visit to the dr . i'm sure that will go over well with her. she's used to going and loves the attention and treat afterward.

i have a full day ahead of me. of finishing cups. doing the dishes. and more laundry. the eternal battle with laundry. delivering the cups going to the boutique tonight. taking the girls to singing group . and going to bunko (i'm subbing tonight) .

being the stay at home mom is so glamourous. the cooking, the cleaning, the diaper duties, wrestling kids to get dressed. the lame attempts at making some money. it's not all fun and games and eating bon bons while i watch soap operas all day.

while i fully admit to taking days off to nap, or read in bed all day. i always come back to double the work afterward. but it's worth it. i come back to my "job" with a lighter heart. and can look at my life's work and feel good about it. and be thankful again instead of overwhelmed.

i am thankful that i am a mom. that i have the ability to stay home and mother my children. and while it might not always be what i had hoped for, it is pretty great most of the time.

There's always a smile in my heart when i see my herd of kids lined up dancing to this video synchronized with it.

or hearing my 4 year old play piano and making up a song.

or when i get lovey smiles that go all the way to his eyes, from my otherwise devil, while he lets me cuddle him close like a baby.

or seeing siblings hug so happy to see each other after a long day at school.

or watching them playing nicely all together in the backyard, while i savor the moments of peace before the storm, of the homework and dinner hours.

or having them tell me, " you wook so pwetty mama!" (when they see me ready to go to pajama party bunko in my lingerie over my t-shirt.of course they've come to appreciate it was my signature colors )

and the silent giggles with Lance as we enjoy the funny things our kids say and do.

all the struggle and hard work is worth it.