I really want to complain today. I'm tired. Haydon's teething (and has never been so cranky in his LIFE). Money's a bit tight. James is behind in his school work. Things are just busy.
As I was feeling exhausted and overwhelmed this morning, I thought to myself "I should have another baby. 'Cause then I could be off work. And all I want to do is sit in my pajamas...which I could do, if I had another baby."
How's that for logic - feeling overwhelmed with life...add another mouth to feed! And bum to change.
Buuuuuuuuut the staying in pajamas would be nice. So would the cuddles.