I started this blog to remember; a diary of sorts (I know I've said it before...).
My lack of updating means I already forgot to remember many things.
Honestly now, there's not much I want to remember. I dread coming home in the evenings to sickness, depression and the unknown of what the day has to bring.
I never thought I'd see the day when I'd prefer to be at to work, rather than home.
But, (yes, there's a but) I choose to remember these things:
-Anna and Emma chipping in to watch their brother, taking turns sleeping with him every night so I can do my 'me' things.
-my mom helping with everything, from ironing, to babysitting, to listening to me complain all the time.
-the support of my friends, the offers of help, and loads of prayers
-my kids' laughter in the house, to make me realize that sometimes home isn't such a sad place these days.
