the day where we just hung out at home.

I need to accept that with life come stress.  I've learned a lot about stress in the past 2 years, I need to find better ways of handling it.  Truthfully, I turn to anger.  I don't want my children to learn that as a good form of management, that's what I learned as a child.  (I had to pause to rescue blane-T from the crib and burp a little cupcake..)  It seems there will always be some form of stress.  Living situation, trying to get into school, work, children's needs, the ex.. the list goes on and on. I can only do my best.  Most days it feels like I work 2 jobs.  From 7am to 1pm I take care of my babies and get them ready for the day, drop them of at daycare. (another pause to place a binky and clean up the stack of blane-T's O got into) 2pm to 10pm I work at my earned income job as a nursing assistant.  10:30pm pick up the kids, home 11pm, snack / bottle tuck them in their beds, usually I am able to go to sleep around midnight, lately wake 1 or 2 times to feed Cupcake and then 7am it starts all over again.  Days off of my earned income job, I usually spend doing the weekly chores, grocery shopping and other necessary errands. (and another pause, to replace an escaped binky and put a rather grumpy toddler in his bed for a nap)  On this day, I did the chores part and spent the rest of the evening playing with the babies and catching up on True Blood.

Here's a little snippet of play time.  I was lucky enough to catch Cecelia "tickling" her big brother, they both thought that was pretty funny.