I feel so blessed to have my family. Sometimes I gripe, complain, get angry, overwhelmed, etc, but I know I would be completely lost without them. This morning a friend from my ward picked up my boys. For some reason I just didn't want them to go. Right after they were driving away I started bawling and wanted them to come back. I am grateful for the break but I realize now that this is what I love to do. It's a tough job to raise 5 kids all under the age of 8 but it is what I came to this earth to do. I LOVE my children. Now that I am not pregnant I can think clearly again. My girls are growing up and are so smart. My boys are such joys to be around. I love that they all are learning new things each day. I also love how they all welcomed Brayden into the family with open arms. The entire time I was pregnant I said "our baby" and not "my baby". I wanted them to know that they are a part of his life as well.
It's 1:30pm so only 2 1/2 hours until my girls and boys get home. I can't stand this quiet house. Brayden has been sleeping all morning and just waking up to eat. I know I should take a nap but I just don't want to right now. I'll save naps for tomorrow through Monday when Bryan is home to take care of the kids.
I am feeling much better today and able to do some more laundry. Brayden and I are finally getting the nursing thing down to a science. He is the sweetest baby who just started crying so I gotta go!