>> Thursday, February 18, 2010
Have you ever had one of those days....
When you wake up startled to your three year old screaming his head off.
You stumble out of bed only to realize it is 5am and a whole two hours earlier than you normally wake up.
You trip over some random crap strewn about your room that some unnamed 6 year old left behind the day before.
You rescue your three year old from his imaginary fears and comfort him with a sippy cup and blanket on the couch.
You begin to drift off to sleep cuddled up with him when suddenly you feel something cold and wet.
You discover the spill proof sippy cup has malfunctioned.
After cleaning yourself up, the couch up, and the three year old you sit back down to close your eyes.
All seems peaceful until you hear the cat making some retched hacking noise upstairs.
You tip toe up the stairs to investigate when you feel something warm and squishy seeping between your toes. You gently lift your foot hoping it is not what you think it is.
You make your way back downstairs to clean off your foot and get the rug cleaner.
Before you get to the bottom of the stairs, you hear a little voice.
Yes, now the 6 year old is awake.
After you clean up the mess you decide that resting is now out of the question. You head for the beloved coffee pot only to discover you are out of coffee filters.
Fortunately, this day has happened before and so you quickly Macgiver a new filter out of paper towels and turn on the pot.
The kitchen quickly fills with the aroma of your favorite brew as the rest of the brood begins trickling down the stairs.
I am hungry Mommy. Can we have eggs? I want some juice please. He took my spot on the couch!
As they one by one begin whining at you.
You start trying to meet every one's requests simultaneously because that is what Mommy's do.
You stop for a moment to pour yourself a cup of get up and go , but instead you get a cup full of coffee grinds.
Looks like your makeshift filter didn't work out.
As you turn around you hear the eery sound of thousands of tiny objects hitting the wood floor and scattering about your entire downstairs.
You turn the corner hoping it is not what you think it is.
Your three year old has just dumped a zillion beads from your craft bin all over.
You spend the next hour on your hands and knees trying to clean up the disaster. Knowing you will spend the next year finding beads in every nook and cranny of your house.
You offer up a silent prayer.
Lord, don't let the baby find any of these and choke on them.
After breakfast you tidy up the house. While in the middle of sweeping you hear a shriek. The kind that is never good.
You rush up the stairs to find the toilet clogged and your 10 year old standing ankle deep in brown , horrific smelling water.
As you quickly run to gather buckets and towels to clean up the mess, you step on a pin hidden in the carpet.
With a bleeding foot you clean up the mess and unclog the toilet.
Out of sheer exhaustion you slump down on the couch to catch your breath when you hear your eight year old exclaim " Mommy it looks like the baby has poop coming out of his diaper!"
And wouldn't you know it he does.
Down his legs.
Up his back.
Time for a bath.
Have you ever had one of those days?
(BIO) - My name is Courtney and I am the mother of 10 amazing kiddos. Yes, we are one of those crazy BIG families . No we don't have a reality TV show and YES we know how this happens. I love photography. I am passionate about adoption. Come visit me at http://www.storinguptreasures.com/ and follow along as we attempt to answer the question "Is ten enough?"