Scissors

Since I've been pregnant and tired (it doesn't help that I'm low on B12 which has to do with energy) it seems like my kids have taken over the house. It seems like the kids have a lot more unsupervised time to get into mischief. Slowly I've been forcing myself to push past the tiredness and get on with life. Especially since school started, I've got a lot more that has to get done than when that responsibility wasn't on my plate. Unfortunately the chaos hasn't slowed down. It seems like no matter how much time I put into cleaning the house it always looks like a tornado just hit. And Kieralee continually finds the time to sneak off and get into something she shouldn't. I've been questioning my abilities as a mother. I mean seriously, should things get this crazy? Often it is the small accidents that happen all day that start to add up and make me feel like my life in unraveling. I do mean little things to. Like the kids doing paint the other day and Lathen knocks the water over spilling it all over the counter and floor. Or the glitter bottle whose lid came off and spilled. Or the constant muddy feet that come running in from outside before I can stop them at the door. It feels like I spend most of my time cleaning up life's messes and never actually get to house work.

I think I got side tracked there. So anyway, I was starting to feel like the kids got into too much stuff when I was asleep err, resting on the couch. But today I realized that in fact they are just kids and get into things whether I'm with them or not. Like today, I'm sitting at the table helping Lathen do school. Kieralee is in the floor behind my chair. I thought she was playing with the dog or playing in Lathen's school box with all the colored pencils. I'm right there, what could she possibly get into???

How about the scissors and a set of new bangs? I have to say it could have been a lot worse. She only cut a little, but dang it I was right there! When I noticed her new hair, I asked her about it to which she replied, "I cut it to be like you." Um, have you ever seen mommy cut her own hair?! We had a nice talk about how we only let other people who know how to cut hair, cut our hair. I think she got it, I hope. Thank goodness she is cute and it doesn't matter what hair cut/style she has!





*I don't want to sound like a complainer or make it seem like life is worse than it is. Because really I have a great life and my kids are awesome, messes and all! So you can just chalk all this complaining up pregnancy hormones :)