So as the mother of a 3 year old and a 7 month old I find myself occasionally bogged down in the craziness of our daily lives. Every day we have at least 5 major meltdowns or catastrophes. This means crying fits, some sort of mess, crisis of a toddler nature, and a sibling blowup. Most days I can go with the flow and kinda drown out the insanity. This morning I’m finding myself very frustrated. Within 2 hours of the kids waking up my son (the 3 year old) spilled his water, smashed a mini muffin in the couch and pooped his pjs. We are still working on his #2 part of potty training ugh! My daughter (the 7 month old) crawled to the Christmas tree and ripped two bows off of packages, had an all out screaming fit, and managed to pull her brothers hair leading to brother knocking her down causing more crying. Needless to say I’m on a 3rd cup of coffee and at my wits end. Hoyt is currently banished to his bedroom and Sloane is napping…hallelujah! I’m trying to find the bright side of the day to get the afternoon back on track. I keep looking at my pretty tree and counting blessings in my head to try to pull myself out of this mommy funk. Thinking of a possible workout after lunch to get some happy endorphins flowing to help the mood. Here goes nothing…..