A Week to Remember

This week I had the great honor of playing "mommy." While my parents took 21 teenagers to camp in West Virginia I had my three year old brother Carson and six year old brother Trent.

Day one I took them to a Birthday Party and it was lots of fun. I found that a joy of being a parent is watching them have fun and also fellowshiping with their friends parents.

Morgan giving Carson a ride

Batman Trent

 Day two went smooth since I went to work and left them with the babysitter. Arriving home from work we immediately began to argue about what would be for dinner. I got to use the line "You will eat what I cook you." Ohhh how many times have I heard that?!

Day three was suppose to be lots of fun at the pool. The weather man ruined that with a prediction of storms all day. Carson then had a epic meltdown because his zip lock baggy was "squishy." I wish I could explain but I myself do not understand. We also took a ice cream trip...You would not believe how messy that ended up being.

Day four: I left the boys with the babysitter again and when arriving home got into a "you can't tell me what to do" fight with Trent. We went to church after some kicking and screaming and had to pull over on the side of the road for a potty break on the way home (boysss).

That night I was first woken up with a "my ear really hurts and I can't sleep" by Trent and then a hour later by a soaking wet Carson who wet his bed and everything in sight.

Day five: Woke up thinking I had experienced everything of motherhood except the birthing pains. About 30 minutes after this thought, I heard screaming and saw a bloody Carson running towards me. .............So we got to take a trip to the doctor to get stitches (in our bathing suites).

After a LONG and traumatic day I returned home dreading washing all the peed on sheets while I looked forward to taking a shower... when to my surprise.....the hot water heater was broke.

When I thought nothing else could go wrong I woke up with a stomach virus and am stuck on the couch sick.

This blog isn't to complain. It is what I learned from this week. I learned that motherhood is a LOT harder than it seems. I learned that sometimes it is hard to be happy as a "mom" but you have too anyways. I learned that no matter how bad you want to throw in the towel you can't, and most of all I learned HOW THANKFUL I AM FOR MY PARENTS! SOOO glad they are home!

If you are interested in some free birth control I will lend you my brothers for a few days! : )