my life is a hot mess.

is that too dramatic for a blog post title?
but it feels so true right now.
i am treading water.
and it's so very tiring.
our lives have been packed to the gills with all kinds of day-to-day stuff--the type that comes with back-to-school, football coaching and playing, gymnastics, speech therapy, new beginnings and a few endings thrown in.

but i bet many of you are going through the same struggle.

it's damn hard, getting back into this jampacked routine, isn't it?!

i am s.l.o.w.l.y. adjusting to getting up every day at 5:30am.
and out the door by 6:40am.
and picking up ben at 1:45pm.
and having homework done by 4:30pm.

almost adjusted.

i find myself reminding myself (that sounds weird, doesn't it?) to try and remember that i prayed for this.

when ben was born, i was so nervous that life would never be "normal" again. i wished and wanted and prayed for "normalcy" to return to our lives, and for the blessings of the daily grind. (again, so foolish to think such ridiculousness)


but here we are, right back where we started, with lots of new and difficult thrown in and i am right back to my regularly-scheduled programming: COMPLAINING.

what a dork.

i have nothing to complain about.
i love these kids and my husband and my family.
i am blessed with this jam-packed craziness.
so next time i start off a blog post with "my life is a hot mess", somebody slap me!

(y'all must think i'm psycho with this full-circle writing i've been doing lately.)