Fill 'er up.

This week has been brutal. I don't think I sat down for more than three minutes for two days straight, unless I was in the car. That is even more sad since I have a nursing baby. Thankfully, Squishy would nurse upside down if she had to. On top of the physical exhaustion that accompanies the running of our house, this week was especially emotionally exhausting. I can schlep kids, change diapers, and pack snacks all the live long day, but add to that the emotional needs of everyone and I'm left feeling like I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel.

I am working on filling it back up.

Yesterday I thought she was calling to check on me because of my last post. Turns out she was just calling to check on me. God love her! Phone time with someone that "gets" me is...I don't even know how to explain it. But it is good. Then I spent the evening sewing with a chick I can like. I finished four rows on my quilt. Huzzah! It might be done for Christmas after all. Miss8 wrote me a love letter while I sewed that reminded me of just why we are doing this. Beezus told me a story that confirmed to me that while I'm not her "mom", she trusts me and I am her go-to. She knows she can count on me and that I'll be there for her. That's got to count for something. Husband brought me onion rings and a Dr. Pepper. He said he'd split it with me because I'm trying to limit my intake to once a week. He knew better and let me drink the whole thing. True love, baby. This afternoon when I called him and said I was hitting a brick wall he made me promise to take a nap. When I agreed he told me he was on his way home. I slept for three hours and woke up this evening in time for Family Game Night. He had fed them all dinner and was cleaning up the kitchen. I could not even begin to think of doing this without him.

I might run away for an hour tomorrow to have lunch by myself in the car, but a couple more onions rings and another Dr. Pepper and I should be ready to face another week.