It’s amazing how a tiny person under the age of 2 can push you to the edge of sanity. Thank goodness I have never been much of a drinker – too bad I am addicted to Chocolate Milk though. At least I can quietly sip my milk-chocolaty little indulgence while pregnant and not worry that I am harming anyone or anything. As the smooth liquid flows down my throat, I can’t help but wonder. Will I survive two kids? All I can do right now is pray that God give me peace and patience. That or or give me a clone! At least then we could tag team the little crazed minions I call children.
I wonder if I should blame the romance stories I love so much for getting me into my predicament?
Is anyone else in the midst of chaos in their lives? I hate feeling like I am on an island. Happy Tuesday. One more day towards the next weekend. Is it bad that I view every day as a day closer to the next weekend?