Quite the week

I have been having one of those weeks... I've been sick, Elle's been sick, Ted "dropped" the camera in the fire and Kassidy has been a true to form teenager. I'm in a rut and hopefully next week will be better. 

I got this email today and it pretty much summed up my life and while I am mostly grateful sometimes I could use some more appreciation for all I do. 

BEING A MOM

Mom and Dad were watching TV when Mom said, “I’m tired,

and it’s getting late. I think I’ll go to bed.”

She went to the kitchen to make sandwiches for the next day’s

lunches, rinsed out the popcorn bowls, took meat out of the

freezer for supper the following evening, checked the cereal

box levels, filled the sugar container, put spoons and bowls on

the table and started the coffee pot for brewing the next

morning.

She then put some wet clothes into the dryer, put a load of

clothes into the wash, ironed a shirt and secured a loose

button. She picked up the newspapers strewn on the floor,

picked up the game pieces left on the table and put the

telephone book back into the drawer. She watered the

plants, emptied a wastebasket and hung up a towel to dry. She

yawned and stretched and headed for the bedroom. She

stopped by the desk and wrote a note to the teacher, counted

out some cash for the field trip, and pulled a textbook out from

hiding under the chair. She signed a birthday card for a friend,

addressed and stamped the envelope and wrote a quick note

for the grocery store. She put both near her purse. Mom then

creamed her face, put on moisturizer, brushed and flossed her

teeth and trimmed her nails.

Hubby called, “I thought you were going to bed.” “I’m on my

way,” she said. She put some water into the dog’s dish and put

the cat outside, then made sure the doors were locked. She

looked in on each of the kids and turned out a bedside lamp,

hung up a shirt, threw some dirty socks in the hamper, and had

a brief conversation with the one up still doing homework. In

her own room, she set the alarm, laid out clothing for the next

day, straightened up the shoe rack. She added three things to

her list of things to do for tomorrow. About that time, the

hubby turned off the TV and announced to no one in particular

“I’m going to bed,” and he did.