But I am so tired. I'm tired of the toys that I am always putting away. Because even though we make our kids clean up their messes, I seem to end up cleaning up too. I'm tired of the garbage getting full and having to take it out. I'm tired of the never-ending dishes in our sink. I'm tired of the laundry. Oh my goodness, the laundry. You would not believe how many loads I have yet to wash, and how many more I have yet to fold.
Is this normal? Sometimes I feel like every mom must feel this way, but when I'm stuck in the moment I usually just feel so alone in my exhaustion.
I don't know if maybe I haven't recovered from our six day trip. Or maybe it has to do with my recent increase in physical activity. Whoever said that exercise gives you energy is full of crap. (Okay, I realize that after just one week of running I may not be feeling the benefits quite yet, but I'm tired and crabby and gonna complain about it. So there.)
And now that I'm done, I feel like I'm supposed to say something positive about how it will all be better, or how it really isn't that bad, and wrap everything up with a neat little bow. And I guess I do know that it will get better and it isn't that bad, but I just don't feel like putting a bow on this.
It's just how I feel right now. And that's it. Sometimes I have these days, sometimes I don't. So now I'm going to go get some sleep and hope it helps.