My Jonathan has a head cold.  My mackerdoodle is still suffering from her ear infection, although she’s happier today than she has been in days.  And I’m the exhausted one.  This is life as a mother, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world, but today the idea of dealing with anyone other than my family makes me want to curl into a fetal position in a corner and suck my thumb while humming happy songs. 

It makes me WANT to do that. 

I have not in fact done that. 



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After 11 years of infertility, I am now a mother to three, a wife of a Presbyterian (ARP) preacher and a struggling homemaker. Welcome to my little corner of the net. Kick off your shoes, put your feet up and join the conversation. View all posts by Coralie

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