Not quite perfect

Let me just start off by saying thank you, dad, for all you did for us! (You too mom!) As a kid when I would see you guys stressed out, tired, grumpy, I would often think to myself, "What could they possibly be so upset about?!" Yikes! I can't believe I was that oblivious to how much you guys did for us just to raise us in a Christ-fearing, homeschooling, loving, nurturing house! Mom gave up so much of her time, energy, and herself to raise us. And you devoted so much time to making it possible for mom to stay at home with us, for us to be able to take ballet, go on trips, and you were always our biggest cheerleader! Mom might say you spent too much time at work...but I appreciate it none-the-less! hehehe With that being said...my day was a mess! It started out ok, got the kids up earlier than normal to get to the chiropractor, on our way to the appointment I realized that Colin was coming down with something (which is ironic considering he hasn't had anything since January or December and he has his birthday party on Saturday which he looked forward to since...last year!), appt went well but I had LOTS of adjustments! I guess having an 8 month old who is over 20lbs really does a lot to your back! ha! We were supposed to go to Christina's house to hang out with her and Bella but I didn't want to give them anything so we went to D & D (yea, really healthy when your kid is sick but I needed a coffee!) and headed home. Once we got home it pretty much went all down hill, Cecily flooded the sink and floor with bubbles from the handsoap, Colin dropped his newly earned whistle in the toilet and made me fish it out and clean it off. Cecily let Owen get into her chocolate doughnut which resulted in him rolling it ALL over the floor and literally being covered head to toe in crumbs. I put him on the couch to clean it all up and forgot he now moves so he fell off within seconds. Thankfully he fell gracefully and the rug made it not such a hard fall. While cleaning that up Colin got into the office (which is now on lock-down when no one is in here) and tried to super glue his Spiderman action figure back together as well as the aforementioned whistle that he had already managed to break. He left the superglue open and laying on it's side on Bryan's keyboard which praise the Lord on further inspection did NOT get on the keyboard. I guess the glue wasn't working like he wanted so he went for the tape dispenser and must have decided that he wanted to see what was weighing it down so he pealed off the bottom and all the sand spilled all over the desk, floor, and computer chairs. At that point I was about to lose my mind so even though it was over 100 degrees outside I took the kids to the park. Colin sat in the car because it was "too hot" but I had fun with Cecily and Owen. We were barely breaking a sweat in the shade of the trees and Colin was sweating profusely in the very hot car. haha But he was adamant that the car was cooler so he stubbornly suffered through it! Hmm kind of reminds me of how we are with Jesus when He is clearly showing us His way is better but we think we know what is best and suffer through a situation that we could have avoided! Anyhow, back on topic, I thought...thought being the keyword, that getting them up earlier than normal, wearing them out at the playground, and eating a nice lunch would get them all ready for a nap. Yea, no! Owen went down, but woke up 45 minutes later, all the while I was fighting Cecily to stay in bed, Colin kept asking me to read to him but I couldn't because I was dealing with Cecily so he was crying. In his defense he isn't feeling well so I did feel bad that I couldn't give him the proper attention. Cecily ended up pooping in her pull up 3x instead of going on the potty and I swear she did it just to delay nap time. Before they even fell asleep Owen woke up and was mr. crabby pants! He did not want me to even look away from him or he would scream. I sat on the couch nursing him, hoping that he was just hungry and he would go back down but no such luck. While I am doing that I hear Cecily playing and dumping bins in their room. So I would put Owen down, go get her back in bed, and start the cycle over. This lasted for about an hour and a half maybe longer (I stopped looking at the clock, it was too depressing haha) and she finally fell asleep! I thought I would be able to put Owen down to play while I tended to my DISASTER of a house but he was still being extremely high maintenance! I am not exaggerating when I say if my eyes left his he would scream like some one was killing him. BUT if I was looking at him, he would just laugh and giggle and coo. Oh he's a stinker! But lucky for him he's too cute to be upset with! With all of that I was just about to a breaking point...then the final straw that broke me...(it sounds so dumb but I was just done at that point) I was "watching" tv with Owen on my lap and they had a commercial for Cancer Centers of America. I started sobbing so hard, was angry that you are gone, angry at cancer, angry that I couldn't be the mom/wife that I wanted to be, and I had a pathetic pity party! If someone was a fly on the wall they would have thought I was a nut job! I wish I could say I had a God moment, but I didn't. I pretty much sobbed on and off until my wonderful hubby came home early from work. He has learned after 5 years of marriage how to handle me in a mess like that and just hugged me, held me tight, and let me cry and vent none-sense. Finally he asked where I wanted to go for dinner, *sigh* he really is wonderful! We sat outside in the beautiful weather as a storm (that sadly didn't drop any rain, just the temperature but i'll take it!) rolled in and the kids ran around outside. Ok, Cecily ran around, Colin peeked out the door every once in a while because the wind was scaring him. Poor kid! Just like his Auntie Tobin! The kids picked Qdoba to go to for dinner so we got ready and left. It was nice to not add to the mess at home and to just get away for a bit. He saw my gas tank was low so he filled it up for me! Again, he's awesome! So here I am, we all had our nightly bath/shower, I did the dishes, read to the kids, and my mind and emotions are in a little bit better place. I am praying that tomorrow is a better day! Colin's party is on Saturday and I know he is so excited about it! I really hope he is better by then because if I have to reschedule he is going to LOSE IT!
   So all of that to say I wish I was a perfect mom and wife, but some days I fail miserably and I am learning that that is ok! Jesus fills in the gaps where I am lacking! Boy am I ever glad for that or my poor kids wouldn't have a chance at being normal! hehehe
   I promised Bryan I would get in bed at 10...it is now 30 minutes past that so I should get off and "obey". hehehe I love you daddy and I miss you so much I sometimes act like a crazy person!!
Your Favorite Second Born,
Carley
Two pics for you, Cecily on the swing in her boots, and Owen being happy because I was looking at him! (When I looked down to send the picture to Bryan he cried haha ugh)