The neighborhood had a cul-de-sac yard sale today.  We hauled out everything that didn't sell at the adoption fundraiser (lol) last week and parked it next to our dying grass for everyone to paw through.  K and S sat there for hours wishing someone would stop and buy their stuff so they could turn around and spend the money on the neighbor's junk.  We made $15 total and split it 3 ways. 

i am: 32 years old

i think: about trivial stuff too much of the time

i know: my parents love me

i have: 5 beautiful kids and hopes for more

i hate: new social situations

i don't: do nearly enough housework

i can't: get motivated lately

i can: kiss my sleeping babies at night

i will: start exercising soon, I promise

i won't: keep staying up late at night for no reason

i miss: being skinny

i fear: bugs

i feel: bored, depressed, overwhelmed

i hear: the noise machine in the other room

i smell: nothing at the moment

i crave: Ben and Jerry's ice cream

i wonder: why I am never really content

i regret: not breastfeeding my oldest children

i love: my children

i dream: of being healthy, energetic, and a better mom

i long: to be a better person

i care: what people think of me (Why?)

i am not: living up to my potential

i believe: I am a good mom

i sing: to my G

i smile: whenever I look into the eyes of one of my children

i laugh: infrequently

i collect: cloth diapers

i await: a new me

i trust: myself

i intend: to do better

i search: for outside approval

i look: like a harried housewife

i shout: inside

i whisper: inside

i conquer: nothing

i listen: rarely

i ignore:  a lot

i live: a blessed and mundane life

I think I'm going to start a WAHM biz.  I'd love to sell diaper bags and Treeblocks and all kinds of cool stuff.  We'll see.  I don't have a lot of time or energy to invest in it and maybe the market is already saturated.

Cronus took the 4 older kids to his parents house tonight so I could nap and hopefully get rid of this headache.  There's a neighborhood cookout, but anti-social that I am (ha ha), I don't wanna go.

Does life with 2 babies ever slow down?  Today has been a long day and I feel another headache coming on. 

Cronus had a friend over for most of the day.  They're trying to get a new business off the ground.  I don't know if that's what made me resentful of all the time I spent cooped up at home, but I was in a mood.  I need a hobby or something.

When my babies are sleeping I remember that I don't want any other life.  I love them so much my heart feels like it will burst.