Last night I pulled my sheets up to my neck.
He asked, "What's wrong."
Telling would make tears.
I didn't want tears,
I wanted sleep-
a small recoup from the days frenzy.
I'm awake now.
Feeling rested.
Prayed.
Studied.
Listened.
Found old videos that made me cry and remember.
Yesterday I forgot why.
Why did I want this job?
It comes with sooooooo much frustration,
I LOVE it but I hate it.
I really dislike some of the pain that motherhood brings my way.
And then I watched these.
Go here for the same parenting inspiration I found this morning.
I could tell. It was written all over your face. For what it's worth, I think you are an inspiration, a beautiful mother and you are doing wonderfully. My sister is in the same boat. It's really hard when your kids are going in a million directions. I can't begin to understand fully but I can imagine that it is hard. My mom talked to me about this and she said it gets much easier as they get a little older and more independent. These videos are darling. I know how you feel about just not wanting to deal with the tears and just go to sleep. Sometimes it's good to just cry it out. But sometimes, if you can just get some rest for your weary mind and body, it'll do wonders. I love you blog. Your poetry is beautiful and you are a great writer. You have a beautiful spirit, Kim. It shines out of your face. I really look up to you and I mostly know you from your blog and the few times we cross paths. It'll be fun to have you guys at the campout. We are looking forward to getting to know your kids better too!
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