Confessions
I vacuumed the dining room today so that I could drown out the sounds of the older kids arguing and the youngest kid whining. I crawl into bed with Melina much too often, but she sleeps better that way and therefore, so do I. If I could yell at anyone right now, it would be my neighbor, who ALWAYS mows the lawn during nap or bedtime (I might have complained about that once before). I have been crabby lately and need to get out running more often. My kids have watched much too much television this summer, but if I can't stand being outside, can I blame them for not wanting to? I hate ending sentences with a preposition, but today, I am too lazy to fix the sentence above. I am so tired of asking myself, "What's for dinner?" Sometimes, as much as I love my children, I think back to the moments we had pre-children. I smile at those moments. At other times, I think to myself, "Can you love your children too much?" If you can, I am guilty. And don't let this