The oddly normal life of Clorie

I remember hearing it SO much in a day I almost wished I wouldn't hear it again. I remember never having a moment to myself  (not even to pee or bathe) I remember wishing for just one minute to myself that wasn't still spent somehow dealing with the kids.  Those moments I've wished for, they're here.  I get home from 9 hours of work and no one runs to the door. If I'm lucky someone will ask what I'm cooking and when it's going to be ready before slinking back off into the bedroom, closing the door, and blaring the music...  So tonight I took a bath. I used to BEG for just ONE UNINTERRUPTED bath... tonight as I was shaving hard to reach areas and spread in odd directions in the tub there was a knock.  "Are you almost done mama?" It was my son my baby boy who's now taller than me... he wanted me to "tickle his back" to help him fall asleep. Give me a moment (I grinned ear to ear) finished what I could reach without learning yoga,

I'm not even sure how long of a while, but it seems like forever since I've blogged. The other day my time hop on facebook  brought me back to a blog I'd written years ago (and something I'd have forgotten otherwise) and I was thinking how glad I was to have my blogs.  Things that were crazy, or stressful then are great memories now! Then I realized the crap were going through as a family right now, might be the same 10 years from now so I must continue. I must chronical this oddly normal life of mine. Odder yet now that, come Saturday I will have ALL TEENAGERS.