Tired

I am tired lately. Like down to my core tired. The end of the day comes and I sit with computer on my lap and try to string coherent words together so I can share my story with you and I end up with nothing. At least nothing publishable. I end up with streams of thoughts that are not coherent. I end up with things that tell you how the laundry is never ending, the quarelling is constant, the discipline is lacking on my part which is causing all three to act up, the days seem longer but how still a smile makes my day, the giggle that comes after the quarelling is priceless, and there never seems to be enough time. How they are all growing too fast. How the upcoming second birthday is fast approaching and I am not ready. And then as I look back at that I realize how tired I am and I give up.

And so, consequently, I am not really sharing any of the fun stuff. Like Big Brother has decided he wants to play drums (Hubby is going to teach him guitar but I don't think drums are in his future). But since we will not pick him up a set he has concocted his own. And he is enjoying it immensely. Big Sister occasionally gets in on the action with him as well.

Big Sister seems to want to be a model. She always wants her picture taken. Her she is making her cute face. A week or so ago she was walking around the house in underwear and high heels - I guess she is considering modeling for Victoria Secret.

Big Brother is growing up so fast. It is hard to believe that he is almost six. He knows so much and he learns so fast. And yet sometimes he gives me this look and I see that cute little toddler he used to be. The one who's whole world revolved around Hubby and I. I kinda miss that.

Little Sister has been giving us a run for our money lately. We did call Early Intervention and set up an evaluation for her. They are coming on Wednesday. She seems to be frustrated with what she cannot do and yet not really willing to try. She has a stubborn streak. But then I look at this face and I am just so grateful to have her here and healthy that it is almost okay. Almost I still want her to walk - and sooner please my arms are getting a little tired. :)

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