It's the quiet before the storm. The children are all still sleeping, or at least not downstairs for breakfast yet. It's a good thing they sleep. They are so cute and peaceful. It almost makes you forget how busy they are when they are awake. Sometimes I forget what quiet is really like. It's so peaceful. Not that children aren't peaceful. They are just, well, children. Noisy, busy, happy and sad all at once.
I think they are stirring. It's like when the wind is blowing and you know a storm is coming in. And you know it's going to be a big one. That is what five, small, waking children are like on a Sunday morning. I always hurry to get ready before the children wake on Sunday so that I have time to get them all ready once they are awake. Today I got lucky and ended up with a few minutes for myself. And it's so quiet. I know that soon, I will have to wake them up so we aren't late. But these few minutes of quiet have been much needed by mom! I'm off to the eye of the storm!
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