The Last Hour

My life is hectic-- yes hectic is the way to describe it. I love every minute of it, but it's hard. I do pretty good on most days, some days are worse than others. But today was a bad day. I don't know if it was me being tired & itrable, or the kids being that way. But it was a Monday in every since of the word.

The day passes by and hours tick like normal... until that last hour. The last hour when all hell breaks loose, or so it feels. It's the time when the day begins to wind down, it seems everyone is tired, and it's still an hour till our Daddy gets home. That last hour seems to last for a few hours some days. It's hectic as is. Baby #1 is up from nap with Loads of energy to burn off, and baby #2 seems to always need to eat, change, hold, or something. That last hour, that you knwo help is on the way but it's not comming fast enough. I feel like I look at the clock for every minute that ticks down. The Last hour is the hardest hour of the day, but thankgoodness it's the last.

I wouldn't give anything for my life, the goods and bads. I am thankful that I get to be a stay at home mom, at least for now. We'll see where life takes me and my family, but for now, we're happy, or at least i think we are!

Let's try this!

I'm new to blogging... I have laughed as several of my friends have begun to blog. I previously thought who cares to read messages about what my life is like, good or bad, it's my life, and who esle cares. Then I thought, maybe it will be relaxing, helpful, or just plain fun. So here goes!

I am married and mother to 2 wonderful children, who i'm sure will be the main focus on my blogging. I titled this blog, Sometimes you just have to laugh, b/c that's the montra of my life right now. You have ot survery your world, your life, and jsut chuckle sometimes, b/c if you don't you'll break down. I laugh to keep from crying, and laughter is the best medicine. My life seems to be a constant zoo, ever changing, and always interesting, never a dull moment.

My husband is my rock, and I really love him more everyday than I did the day I married him. I wont say it was love at first sight, but darn near close. I feel he gives me the air I need to breathe everyday.

My children are the reason I do everything, they are my life- in every since of the word. I have always wanted to be a mother. I was the girl with all the dolls. My life feels complete with my children's births. I know I was meant to be a mother first, and everything else second, everything! I am trying my best to be everything that they need, and more, everything that they want.

We'll see what comes from here-- blog or no blog, I am who I am, and now more than ever, proud to be me!