The rest of the posts just aren't going to happen. I'm going to post this for 18-25:
I love my family. I loved the time I spent with my children when they were small. I'm glad I took pictures. I'm glad I wrote things down. As for my regrets? I wish I had done more of those things and less of the selfish things that I did do.
Would I push rewind?
Probably not.
I look at Jeni, Al, Fitz and Swede and at the end of the day I'm just tired. There's a reason why most 50 year old women don't have small children. I love 'em! I adore 'em! They amaze me! I feel soft in the heart every day.
They wear me out.
And I'm thankful...that I'm not the one getting up for a 2 am feeding or a nightmare. With my door shut and the reduced hearing in my left ear (I usually sleep on my right side) I don't even hear it.
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The next few days are going to be a blur. I hate that. I'm going to be living on Motrin (for fever, aches and pains), Airborn, and Zicam. I'm keeping this bug at bay so far but it's a nasty flu bug. Just watching Jeni still coughing makes me KNOW I don't want this thing.
I have to work today, and part of tomorrow and plan and cook a Christmas Eve dinner for 17 the next day.
I'm looking for Christmas. I hope *it* finds me and the flu doesn't.
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