Gratitude Friday...

Really, I should be in bed.  Asleep.  Or at least trying.

I swore SWORE to myself this morning when I dragged my exhausted-spent-most-of-the-night-up-coughing-because-I'm-only-on-day-SEVEN-of-this-blasted-cold rear-end out of my oh so very warm bed I would be back in it by 10:00 pm.

But.  Hey.

Life happens.

Like checking in on Facebook just one more time before going to bed and finding this little GEM and thinking, Holy SAHM, this is awesome.  

(Read it.  Right now.)

Because today was a mess of highs and lows for us.  Rhys is 18 months and it's killing me how much of a baby he truly is NOT.  Thinking how much I'm not entirely sure I want to be done having babies.  But then remembering, oh yeah, infertile.  No clue if we even could.

And then remembering Chris is twentyity-millionity percent done having babies.  

Which is good since he never took a single shot and so far, never had a ruptured uterus.  Or a kidney stone.  

Although, his opinion (and participation) are crucial.  

But then Aubrey Kate sticks her tongue out at me because I had the absolute NERVE to tell her not to run in her footy pajamas.  And being totally honest, I was only insisting on the walking on the hardwood floors because her brother had fallen twice already and I could not COULD NOT stand another crying fit from him.  Regardless, she needed to walk.  

Because I said so.  

And so her brother would walk.

That leads me to contemplate... a great deal... how very little control I have over just TWO of these little people.  All while I was cleaning up our "fort" and every stuffed animal we own because clearly, those are requirements for a day of "fort."

I can't handle more.  

I can't handle the two I've already got.

And then I see this article on FB and realize, wait, other people feel this way?  And what, questions like these might make a difference in me feeling like I am totally used up by the end of the day?

Totally. On. Board.

Wildly grateful there are super smart people out there.  And that they write blogs.  And share them for the rest of us just hanging on by a slim thread of sanity.

Also wildly grateful I get to expend that remaining sanity on these two MIRACLES.