Most days I can handle 5...
Most days I can swim quite well through the-- homework, chores, piano, reading, cooking, feeding, wiping, nursing, patching, cleaning, reminding, folding, running, and lifting --that is required when handling 5..
Most days I have moments where I look around and all 5 are getting along, happy, playing, and quiet...
Most days these moments bring a burst of warmth into my heart that reminds me why all the work is worth it...
Most days...but today was not like most days...
Today 5 was hard...
Today each one of my 5 required me all at the same time...
#5 was hungry & crying and wanted to be picked up...
#4 was crying and wanted out...
#3 had 2 little friends over and they were jumping off of the bed and causing the ceiling to shake...
#2 was practicing the piano and was insisting that my help was required RIGHT THEN
#1 had chores done, but decided that it would be fun to repeatedly burst in on #3 and friends and scare them silly with fits of screaming and laughing and door slamming...
all the while I am trying to chop vegetables and get the soup for dinner made...
next comes a phone call from my Mr. saying he wasn't going to be home until right before I had to leave to help at a Relief Society activity...
Today I almost lost my mind...
Today I lost my temper a few times...
Today I almost cried into the soup...(that wouldn't have tasted to good)
Today I was so stressed I was shaking as I tried to ladle the soup into the bowls...
Today is now almost over..
Tomorrow I will wake up ready for a new day...
Tomorrow I will pray to be more patient and kind...
Tomorrow I will do better...
Tomorrow I will most likely be able to handle 5...easy peasy...
but...
Sometimes 5 is hard...