#sahmproblems

Only 11 days into the new year (Hello 2020) and it has already slapped me in the face more times than I can count. I can handle what is thrown at me. I can take on the obstacles and stress. My kids on the other hand, cannot. And they shouldn't have to but here we are.

Kara turns 4 on Tuesday and she had already had 2 surgeries. Later this month we have a consult with her surgeon to see if she needs surgery #3. Her ears keep filling with fluid and causing hearing issues. Which is why she is also in speech therapy.

Serena just turned 2 and is already showing signs of having the same issues as Kara. She has failed 2 hearing tests, which we go in to retest this week so that will probably lead to her having a surgery.

And my little man, my little baby boy Logan has to go have an EEG done and we have to meet with a neurologist because hes having spasms and we need to make sure hes not having seizures. And on top of everything, his iron is low so we have to add blood test to our routine every couple weeks until it's at a level they like.

My calendar is full from now until April with appointments and consults which will probably turn into surgeries and hospital stays. It's a lot to process. It's a lot to plan around. I have to have this kid at this appointment this day so the baby sitter needs to watch this kid or get this kid from school and so on...

I keep telling myself that when it's all over they will be okay but honestly I don't know that for sure. I dont know that something serious isn't wrong. But I have to be hopeful. I have to find a light at the end of a tunnel somehow. Not just for my kids sake but for my sanity.

They might look all cute and adorable sitting at their table 🤗 but I was chasing Cassie about trying to get her to stop stealing Willow’s food and as I turned my back to put the chairs away and came back for the table Willow was standing on top of the table! 😱😱😱😱😱😱

My son bought this dinosaur egg that is supposed to hatch in 12-24 hours….well after 36 hours and lots of impatient whining, complaining and cursing. (Not to mention what my son was doing) A dinosaur was born.

I really need to be more accepting of myself. I look in the mirror and I hate what I see. My skin is too broken out, my eyes are too tired. My hair isn’t as blonde as it used to be, I have too many chins. I’ve gained too much weight since my daughter was born. My clothes are old because I’m too broke to buy new ones that fit.

How do they do it? Those moms that wear makeup, with the athletic bodies, the great outfits. They’re so put together. I want to be that hot mom, but, honestly, I’m the one telling myself that I’m not already.

I am here today because I would love to hear from you guys! Anything you would like to tell me or confess, anything you want to rant about or even advice! You could even tell me why or why not you like my blog....