These all so tiring years.

I'm in the basement hiding from my kids right now. I don't know what happened but all of a sudden the life got sucked out of me. Read Isaiah 40 before I came down, trying to scrape something together to get me through the bedtime routine. Posted on facebook my status. Someone said they wanted to come and hide too. ;o) Quickly wrote, before someone else could, the all so common statement "but the years pass so quick and then you want them back." Yes, yes they do, and I guess that's what I'm holding out for tonight. Two days without much time away from the house OR any daddy. He's late again and think I've just hit my limit. On another note, but kind of the same... FINALLY got Tommy's tests results from his "specimen in a cup" that took all but half a day of running around with two kids in tow to deliver. The word, "sterile". Ugh! I knew that was the point but it didn't hit me until is was time to find out whether the "snip" worked. For a couple of reasons I'm so glad we're done. I'm sure that the jump from two to three would be even harder then one to two AND I KNOW another pregnancy would have been harder. But you can't help and think of all the people wait to find out they are sterile only to their great despair. Oh well, no looking back just forward. Forward to the fact that soon this night will be over and both kids will be in bed. And for now I will remain excited about the prospect of them being able to put themselves to bed in a few (or more) years.