That’s how long it’s been since I’ve done any painting.
That’s how long my house has been messy and the laundry’s been backed up.
That’s how long it’s been since I’ve had a decent night’s sleep.
That’s how long it’s been since I’ve gone anywhere by myself.
Sometimes I feel like I’m not getting it all done.
That I’m not a very good wife or housekeeper or visiting teacher or Relief Society teacher or sister or daughter or aunt or, worst of all, Mother.
Then Liam will choose to play with his homemade rocket over his other toys, or ask to snuggle with me, or one of the babies will quiet down when they hear my voice.
And I realize
This has been a really productive 4 months.
I still have dirty floors. I still have no new paintings to speak of. Sometimes we have frozen pot stickers for dinner… at 9:00 pm
But I am so blessed. I have 3 awesome boys. A great husband. Wonderful friends and family. And happiness.
What a wonderful life!
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