Motherhood could be compared to...

Motherhood could be compared to switching gears like a redneck Indy 500 race car driver on his last lap. You can go from a complete "high" to a drop down dig me a hole to die in "low" within five seconds. You can be in the process of patting yourself on the back, giving your imaginary friend a high five, or telling yourself to "kiss your brain" because you are so awesome and then before you lower your hand you are having to hide it over your face in shame.

If they weren't so darn cute I swear this parenthood thing would do us all in!

I find myself at moments laughing hysterically with my kids - running down the backyard about to score a goal while screaming in fear that my nine year old is going to tackle me- or doing flips on the trampoline and crying from laughter because I'm about to pee in my pants (I make sure to tell my cackling boys that it is their fault my bladder is gone to pots mind you) or smiling from ear to ear because sister girl has discovered how to jump in her rolling high chair at church so that it will move backwards (and we allow her to roll herself very, very far away from us - "wow, it is so quiet now")3rd children!

And then I find myself having a mommy tantrum in the parking lot because my oldest son has "not pinched" his brother outside the van door for some reason (oh, maybe because his brother was fighting over the middle seat with him) and now I hear screaming and crying. Or I find myself for the THIRD TIME cleaning up poop in my daughter's underwear RIGHT AFTER we just spent a victory moment in the bathroom with her going #2 on the toilet AND receiving a reward sucker. What's up with that I ask you? Or praising sister girl's sweet attitude only to watch her walk away and hit a little kid on the head for no reason on the slide!!!!

You switch from nice guy to mean guy and then back again to nice guy so many times and so fast on some days that it can make your head spin.

I sat down on the boys' bedroom floor tonight after pulling single parent duty for the evening and just took a deep breath. "Boys you know I love you!" And I do...I wouldn't trade the craziness of my life for anything; but I'm not going to lie and sugar coat it either, which is one reason I love to blog! It is hard work! It really sucks at times! My kids are often selfish and mean and uncaring to each other (or to me) but then most of the time they are sweet, obedient, loving, and fun to be with.

In the end they make it all worth it.