Less than creative

So I have been feeling less than creative the last couple of months. I've kind of been in a mommy funk. For all of you moms out there you know what I'm talking about. You have those days, weeks, months perhaps for some, even years where you just feel like nothing you do matters and let me tell you why.

First my car has been broken down on and off for MONTHS now! Grant has done everything in his power to keep me on the road, but you know how these things go sometimes.

 Which means I've been stuck in the house with three kids and NO WAY TO ESCAPE for far to long. Really I'm pretty sure anyone would be depressed just for this fact alone. But wait because it gets better, the kids are really sick of being in the house. It's been winter now for a countless number of months so we've already got spring fever really bad, but we haven't even been able to go to the grocery store let alone a warm, indoor, kid friendly place. Alaina is lucky enough to head off to school every morning.

Me and the other two kids though, we're not so lucky. We get to sit at home ALL DAY and watch blues clues, just shoot me now. If I have to watch Steve walk past one more clue I swear to you! Some might think hey, that doesn't sound like such a bad life, sit on the couch all day and watch cartoons with two of the three cutest kids in the world. This lady's got it good, wrong! Because although this sounds like a wonderful day this is what actually happens.

Olivia and Mason fight, all day long. This is how Mason entertains himself when he gets sick of playing with toys like a normal person. He will seek his sister out and pounce. He does it with the most evil grin and laugh you'll ever hear and Olivia just lays there. She lays there and lets him beat the crap out of her while she screams at the top of her lungs. I've tried asking her to just move away from him or at least not scream until I can get to him and pull him off. She won't, I think secretly she's glad to have a little excitement in her life. Personally it makes me crazy!

Also because I've been feeling so depressed lately this is an exclusive look at what our house probably looks like. This is the most people I've had see my house in a long time because it's not acceptable for anyone to walk threw my door and see the mess our family tornado has left behind. This just adds to my depression, I look around the house and think "You are a terrible person letting your poor sweet children live in such terrible conditions, you should be ashamed of yourself". There's dishes that should be done, there's laundry that needs folded, dinner that needs cooked, toilets that need scrubbed, floors that need mopped, walls that need washed, windows that need to be cleaned the list is endless. It's always been endless and I assume with three young kids for anyone it would be endless. At least that's what I tell myself in order to justify always feeling completely overwhelmed by the amount of work I have to do. Do you think it's appreciated though by my sweet innocent children? Probably not, they just continue to throw their toys on the floor, leave garbage and dishes wherever they decide is a good place, sprinkle crumbs all over the floors I've just cleaned, tell me the food I cooked is "yucky" and ask for something good instead. Nope there is no appreciation at all. This is an actual conversation Alaina and I had a couple of days ago.

 She asked me if when I win the lottery (because we will some day win the lottery) if I would give her some money. I told her that I would put money away for her for when she's an adult, this way she can go to college and buy a house when she's older.

She then tells me that it won't be necessary for me to give her money as an adult because she isn't going to be lazy like me. She's going to have a job. I guess I should look at the bright side of this though, Grant and I can use her college fund to pay for a great tropical vacation when she moves out on her own and gets a job.

The good news though. . . The car is now fixed and I haven't been home one full day this week. The house is still a mess, but ya know, I think tomorrow I'll scrub this place and make it sparkle like it's never sparkled before. Life is looking pretty good again. Oh and I'm really looking forward to that vacation in a few years, compliments of Alaina's college fund!