Some days I wonder if it will send me to the crazy house, but I can't deny that I love it. Our house has been hit by hurricane Emilee, leaving an overwhelming pile of debris in her wake and I honestly don't have it in me to keep up. Not right now.
I am a mother....again!
What does that mean? It means I'm living in a blur of sleepy delirium. My delirium, is however; a beautiful delirium! My days are spent juggling my girls. Their needs, their emotions, their undying need for attention and love!