I know i have

I know i have spoken of it many times. Many, many, many times. But, I am so freakin tired. I'll be standing out on the balcony, notice that the basil needs water, go to fill up water, and while standing at the sink filling the water, notice that the dishwasher needs unloading. Then totally forget about doing both.

Tonight i went on strike. I mentioned to Shane i was making quiche for dinner and he rolled his eyes.
"what?"
"What, what! I don't have to like everything you make!"
So, i went and told the kids what was for dinner which was met with a chorus of "NO! WE HATE QUICHE. WE HATE EVERYTHING!"

To which i declared a strike.

"I don't care what you eat for dinner, but, no sugar! I'm not cooking until tuesday."

Then i went and had a nice little huff on the hammock. The hammock which was a birthday gift for Shane from his brother and I which was met with more grumpiness and i detected a hint of eye-rolling. But i tell you. I spent a good part of the day on that hammock and it is like heaven.

Parker and i spent the morning on it watching the kids play and singing row, row, row your boat and looking at treetops, birds and clouds. It was one of those perfect moments. I wished that someone would come and take a candid photo with me looking beautiful and blissful beside my beautiful and blissful baby on the brink of his second birthday.

My mind has been missing for a long time. I have spent many similar moments begging my mind to accept that moment into it's memory. But, i tell you, there is nothing there. I have no memory of the last 8 years. It is all a blur. Last i looked i was 26 and pregnant. Now i have the mushy gooshy belly that my children love to poke there little chubby fingers aa-aa-a-lllllll the way in to.

See, i forget what the hell i was going to say.