Reality Check

Yesterday I had written my post about motherhood with tears in my eyes, being so grateful for my life. A few hours later a reality bomb hit our house. Not that being grateful to be a mother isn't reality, but let's just say it isn't all smiles and giggles. The night before we had let the kids stay up until 9:00 (normal bedtime is 8:00), watching Snowball Express, a movie I had gotten on Netflix. Why do I do that? It is never good and I had some pretty grumpy children the whole next day. We had all sorts of catastrophes going on and to top it off Josh was out of town. The rest of the day was pretty similar to that with things falling through and not working out.

Poor little Lincoln started crying that his ear hurt, so instead of taking him to Indoor Soccer practice, I took him to the Instacare (luckily my sister Heather and her husband Matt were here to take Palmer to his basketball game). Crazy enough we were jut there on Monday getting Hunter's staples removed. He was crying pretty hard (yelling was more like it...), all the way there. We got some numbing drops put in and he still cried all the way home. Lincoln was up every few hours at night and on top of that our alarm went off. I was so terrified (I remind you Josh wasn't home), and couldn't remember the pass word to turn if off! I almost had the police here! It was such a crazy day, but we made it through! It was a big douse of reality though (but I still love reality...most of the time :)