I will miss these days..I will miss these days...I will miss these days...

Sorry, I just feel the need for a serious reminder that I WILL miss these days of having a house of young children. I will. I KNOW I will. But somedays it really seems like such a stretch!

Yesterday, Sunday morning, my girls were up, as usual, bright and early. For some God-unknown reason - they refuse to sleep in at all on the weekends, but I have to wake them when Monday rolls around. Anyway, Sunday morning, 7:30 a.m. and both girls are already crying and fighting over absolutely minute things:

- Christina has the soft pillow.

- Christina's hair is in the way.

- Christina started playing with the Nintendo and I want it now!

Aren't Sundays supposed to consist of sleeping in, big breakfasts, happy, well-rested families spending happy time together???? Well, not in my world. At least not yesterday.

So today, Monday morning, we were all a bit hurried and, as I am running around getting Caroline dressed, getting her meds, getting breakfast, combing hair....all of a sudden, Kallie is in serious tears. Frustrated, I ask WHAT IS GOING ON???? Well, apparently she wanted to whisper something to Christina and Christina didn't want her to so she elbowed her away. UGH!!!!! I was SO mad. Just what I needed, a fight and tears when I don't have even one second to remedy the situation. So, as Kallie cried hysterically (due to hurt feelings, not actual physical pain), I kept plugging away and got Christina off to school.

Then Caroline's bus shows up and, now that she has a new wheelchair, I try to remember how all the straps work so I can get her onto the bus. Kallie has stopped crying, but now I am on the verge of tears. I finally got Caroline together and off to school. Phew, a bit of downtime.

But....NO! Kallie decided to warm up by the woodstove by attempting to put her feet ON the stove!! YIKES!! I said "NONONONONO sweetie!" which, again, resulted in unconsolable tears.

After about 10 minutes, crisis again over and back to work. I got myself ready, started cleaning up from the weekend, and started working on my massive laundry pile. Kallie was bopping around watching me and playing. She started talking to me as I was folding laundry and I couldn't hear her due to the washer noise. And what do YOU think happened next?

If you guessed more tears, you are right!!! Whoo hooo!!! Well, this time I refused to come to her rescue as this tear thing is crazy. She wasn't hurt, she was just mad that I couldn't hear her. And, obviously, that is no reason for unconsolable tears.

So I told her to stop crying and went on my way. And, here I sit, ONE HOUR LATER, and she is still crying. And, honestly, give me just a second and I will crying too.

I know that I will miss my little ones so much, I know I will want these days back, but honestly today I feel like I can't even imagine that. Kallie is SO much more sensitive than Christina and I am SO tired of the never-ending (and I mean NEVER ending) tears when something doesn't go her way.

Now I know I tend to blog my bad times more than my good, but, honestly, I think I have a pretty good family. My kids, while occasionally fighting, more often than not, are happily playing together. They are good kids, they behave extremely well in social situations, they aren't spoiled, rotten, unhappy kids.

It is just hard to sometimes appreciate that fact, when your 3 year old is having a really bad day. I am hoping that she will take a nap today, and awake a refreshed, happy little girl. And I will try as hard as I can to keep reminding myself that even though it seems that some of these days are so hard to take, these ARE the days I will remember!!!!!

Have a good one!