"I'm a mother, I'm a lover, a chef, a referee. I'm a doctor, and a chauffeur seven days a week. I ain't asking for a medal, yeah I know you work too. I'd just like a little credit where credit is due. It's the hardest gig I've ever known. I work my fingers to the bone. Yeah the dishes and the diapers never stop. Lousy pay, there ain't no 401K. I know this may come as a shock, but this here's a full time job!"--Full Time Job sung by Gretchen Wilson

Tuesday, April 5, 2011


Stress just comes at the wrong time doesn't it?  Not that there is ever a good time for stress, but it seems like when it rains it pours.  There is a lot of stress going on in this house.  I don't know about you, but stress just makes me want to eat and have a drink, I mean LOTS of drinks.  Or, it makes me want to shop, which I can't do because that costs money and we are really trying to save our pennies.  So, how to deal with it?  Honestly, I don't think I handle it well.  I am ashamed to say that I fear the kids catch the brunt end of the stress.  I try really hard not to yell and get upset with them, but it is difficult.  Then, on top of it all I think I have some hormone imbalance going on and I don't think that is helping my case.  Without getting to graphic, some female things are kind of crazy and then my weight is up and down, up and down.  Sucks. 

Oh well, here is a pretty picture to remember why I do the things I do.

With Love

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