This week I am in the jungle, I am dehydrated and there is nothing but maggots to eat. I am in Mommy Survival Mode. Gotta resort to those things you do, that your not particularly proud of, but you gots to do to make it through. My kids are watching way too much t.v. this week, snacking for meals, I am letting the Deer cry things out more, not being entirely emotionally available, running the air conditioner a lot, partaking in retail therapy other than the thrift stores and using too many paper towels. I know. Some of this stuff is cringe-worthy, may even cause a judgement to be passed. I get it. I am trying hard not to do so myself.
However, my kids are ok. I am ok. I am surviving.
Why am I telling you this? My not so proud of extreme measures. Because, life is real, people and guess what? I am alive and living it. All of it. Not just the fun stuff, not just the stuff that makes pretty pictures or great story, but the stuff that ties us together as humans. The moments of struggle where we find comfort in knowing someone else understands. I am right there with ya.