Mother of the year

I would rather have 10 percent of a good man that 100 percent of a bad one.

This was the advice given to me this past week.

Peak started this week at UPS. That means Aaron will now work even more hours and we will see him even less than we already do. That has me a little down. But I am so grateful for him. I am grateful that he is willing to leave early in the morning and come home and collapse in bed at night all because he worked really hard for his little family. I am glad for the 10 percent I get of my great man.

Life is overwhelming right now. Cole is super gassy and suffers from some mild colic. He cries a LOT. Some days are better than others. It was nice to have all the other arms that were so willing to bounce and burp and pat during our trip home for Thanksgiving. Today he cried for most of the day. I discovered that if I lay him across my legs with his tummy pushed against the side of my leg and my pinky in his mouth, he is more content. He sleeps for longer than 10 minutes in that position and seems to be able to work and grunt through the pain of the rumbling tummy. I've also discovered that if I stay away from chocolate, peanut butter, pizza and all red sauce, and the newest one, orange juice, his tummy hurts less and he is more content. But despite this, I am so in love with him. I have spent a lot more time holding him and cuddling him. I hold him tight and rock him more than I ever did with the other two and I am grateful for those moments.

Todd and Brooklyn were full of energy today and I was unable to keep them busy. We did go out for a few minutes tonight and I got pizza for dinner for them and Aaron (I got Jimmy Johns for me). I opened the box and let them eat it in the car. That's right. They each had a slice of pizza while sitting in their car seats out side of Desseret Book. But gets better. When we got home, Todd sat on the living room floor and ate and ate and ate slice after slice after slice. (I think he is going through a growth spurt- he is constantly hungry). I was frazzled and couldn't wait to have the kids in bed. I kept telling Todd that he needed to finish because it was time for bed but he kept eating. And so, I was mother of the year tonight (sarcasm) and put Todd to bed with a piece of pizza and a sippy of water. Some moms struggle with getting their kids teeth brushed when they are exhausted- I didn't even get that far. I put my children to bed with their dinner in hand.

And... well... life is crazy right now, either that or I am just overly tired. Both, I think. Tomorrow will be better. It is story day at the library and so I already know I will get the kids out. And I will be preparing for Cole's blessing on Sunday. Tomorrow is a new day. Thank goodness.