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Just when I think I've got it all wrong....

 Something happens that flips my feelings upside down and I think maybe, just maybe I am doing at least a few things right. Being a mom is hard. That is for sure. Someone should have warned me about that. I think of those sweet babies, sleepless nights, teething, wanting to be held 24/7 and I think of how hard I thought that was...

 Now what I wouldn't do for a sleepless night and a baby on my hip instead of what goes on most days in this house in place of that now. Wow. Is all I can say. If your currently expecting, do yourself a favor and just keep the baby inside :)

 Seriously though, life is good. For the most part. Today I took off Pawlies Ecollar he's been wearing for the last 3 weeks. He's happy about that. So am I. He looks almost like a normal cat again, well except that he has half his fur missing along with one leg. Other than that, he looks normal. He is happy to be able to clean himself again.

 So the weekends nearly over.... As happy as I was to see it here, I am happy its almost over. I am ready for the kids to go back to school, to get my routine back in full force with making dinner, hitting the gym, homework and all that fun stuff... Mostly I am ready to have the "me" time at night, that is not also "mom" time.

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