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 Ah whatever. My excuse this time. I've been sick. Like I actually missed work sick, sick. Sucks. Mom's arent really allowed to get sick. I was so sick yesterday that Tim took the night off work to stay home and care for the kids. So very sweet of him. That way they were able to get to church and all that, while I laid in bed and did nothing.

 Today I went back to work, I feel ok but not 100 percent. Moving around makes it worse, so by the end of the day I was more than ready to clock out, come home, and relax? Uh not so much.

 Today I flipped out on Destiny. She went out, promising to be home at 9 but then didn't have the ride. I went off, this is the second time. So now she's pissed, not even eating dinner... I can look back already and realize she's not done anything MAJOR but even so if you don't have a ride, tell me that up front not AT 9. I over reacted, and she didn't care about the rules set. Nothing new there.

 I swear when she was born, I never imagined life as it is now. I mean sure I knew my kids would grow and become adults at some point... I just never really thought about it though, or how that would work. Its so strange. I am so lost as to what I am supposed to do on a day to day basis. Pretty sure I am sometimes the shittiest mom and sometimes I am doing a fantastic job. I guess no one can do a great job every day.

 No kid can behave all the time on the flip side. I don't know what I am thinking right now at all. I have missed blogs, I feel sick to my stomach and Julie mentioned "could you be pregnant" no... I could not, because Tim took care of that issue for us... but I wish I could morph my kids back into babies, and smother them, never let them leave the house or watch TV or see other kids act like buttholes... HA!

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