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.........tiiired.......
6am isn't exactly my favorite wake-up time, but with two kids to get up and ready for school, I don't really have a choice.
Christmas shopping is getting into the red "danger" zone now. I need to get off my butt and get it done. I hate leaving things unfinished. I always like to be done early. Not very possible, since I married a procrastinator of infamous roots.
Everyone is still pregnant around here. For once, I'm not sad, seeing all of them with their special inner glow. It doesn't bother me one bit I won't have anymore babies. Right now, I'm just excited to watch my own "not so" little ones continue to grow.
I do still cry about Isaac though. Seeing "normal" boys running around, it makes me truly doubt if Isaac will ever be totally self sufficient. I continue to try to accept the facts that he is special, and may never leave the protective embrace of our household to start a family of his own. I weep for this, and for all the wonderful goals a mother cherishes in her heart for her children's future.
So, to not finish on a sad note, we'll be getting our Christmas tree today. YAY!
6am isn't exactly my favorite wake-up time, but with two kids to get up and ready for school, I don't really have a choice.
Christmas shopping is getting into the red "danger" zone now. I need to get off my butt and get it done. I hate leaving things unfinished. I always like to be done early. Not very possible, since I married a procrastinator of infamous roots.
Everyone is still pregnant around here. For once, I'm not sad, seeing all of them with their special inner glow. It doesn't bother me one bit I won't have anymore babies. Right now, I'm just excited to watch my own "not so" little ones continue to grow.
I do still cry about Isaac though. Seeing "normal" boys running around, it makes me truly doubt if Isaac will ever be totally self sufficient. I continue to try to accept the facts that he is special, and may never leave the protective embrace of our household to start a family of his own. I weep for this, and for all the wonderful goals a mother cherishes in her heart for her children's future.
So, to not finish on a sad note, we'll be getting our Christmas tree today. YAY!