Whenever people come to visit, they always say, "You are so lucky to live here." Yes, I am lucky. It is beautiful. The weather is practically always nice and the beach is less than a five minute walk, but I live here. I'm not on vacation. I get up to two wonderful kids each and every morning.
Each day I am peed, pooped, or puked on at least five times. I do the laundry, I clean the house, I feed the kids, I bathe the kids, I dress the kids, I wipe poopy butts and snotty noses all day. I am going from 8 each morning till 9:30 each night, if I am lucky. At which point, I have a few minutes to try to destress before I have to clean the house and get everything ready for the next day.
Jared is in school full time and working between 15-20 hours a week. He goes all day long. When he is home, I am constantly asking him to help. When he finally gets a spare minute, he begins his homework. Often times, he is up till two just so that he can get it all done.
Taking the kids to the store is very stressful for me. So today, I decided not to. Which means, I really didn't bother making dinner. I had somewhere to be, so I just left the kids with Jared. I got home at 8:30. Jared had cheese and crackers for dinner and Kylia had yogurt. I quickly tried to throw something together but macaroni and chicken strips was all I could come up with. Jared finally laid down with Kylia about 10. It is now 11, and I finally got Brayden to sleep. Well kind of. I can hear him playing in his crib.
Jared fell asleep with Kylia and the house is quite for the first time all day. I have about an hour to clean the house, get ready for bed, and relax if I want to get 8 hours of sleep before starting again tomorrow.
So when people tell me that if they lived here, they would go to the beach every single day, forgive me if I roll my eyes. I would love that too, but lets get real. I'm lucky if I make it to the beach two or three times a month.
I'm sorry, but sometimes I need to vent. I know blogs are for bragging about how great life is, but sometimes life is hard. That doesn't mean that I don't love my life. I love it. I love being here in Hawaii. I love my husband. I love that he is always trying to help. I love being a mom. I love having two kids. I love the strength that the gospel of Jesus Christ provides, but tonight, I'm feeling just a little depressed. Usually, I vent to Jared, but tonight, I think I will just let him sleep. Until tomorrow, I hope your day was less stressful than mine!
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