November 29

Well, it seems that I failed miserably at my challenge for the month of November.  The weeks have gone from good to worse and the only hope I have is that my Daddy can help me through. My head is spinning in so many circles, trying to figure out what I want. What do I want for me, for my little babies, for my Daddy? It feels like I am heading into a path of self discovery. I am just hoping that I do not lose my family along the way. I keep losing things and forgetting things. Making lists is useless because they either get tossed or turned into beautiful artwork by my 2 year old. Finding a normal pen or pencil in this house is like searching for treasure. All of O/our notes and to-do list have been written in crayolas. Wrestling is over now and its time to lure Daddy upstairs. Good night A/all. xoxo