Let me start off by saying that life is wonderful and the kiddos are wonderful. Life with seven children isn't any different than life with six. Max is an awesome baby, so wonderful and snuggly.
I've decided that I hate the general public. If one more person asks how we 'handle' seven children or assume that I am overwhelmed with seven children, I will kick them square in the teeth. Sure, it's a lot of work. No, I don't get a lot of time to myself, but I missed the part of me complaining about anything like that.
Christmas was awesome. We celebrated with a white Christmas this year, which doesn't happen very often, so it was special and beautiful.
So here is the blah part. I go back to work on Monday. I am a little torn over it. I miss my friends and being out of the house, but I will miss my kids dearly. It's a good thing I am only working part time.
And, since everybody is so interested and concerned, I thought I would be the first to let everyone know that for the time being, no more babies. I have 50 pounds to lose (two pregnancies worth of weight). Yes, that is about the only reason. I am not sure what the future holds, but for now, we will enjoy every aspect of the seven fabulous children.
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