
Well, here we are.
The last day of school.
Shit.
Now, I love my kids. I really do.
But I don’t think anyone loves the idea or the task of being home with THREE boys all day, everyday.
All day with an 8, 6 and 2 year old? Ugh. Everyone annoys everyone, someone is always taking something from someone else, and it’s just loud.
The biggest issue is that I get so overstimulated with all the noise, regardless of how they’re actually behaving or not. It’s just…loud!
I’m proud of my kids for getting through this year, for dealing with school on top of their medical stuff and everything else, and for doing it pretty much without complaining.
I have been feeling so burnt out lately. So exhausted and easily overwhelmed and overstimulated. I need a break, and it doesn’t look like I’m going to get one anytime soon. I’d thrive with even just a few hours of actual ALONE time every week. That sounds amazing. But lately, that hasn’t even been an option. Ugh.
I don’t know what this week holds, let alone the entire summer. I don’t think camp is exactly in the budget, which really is awful because I think by week 2 or 3, we’re all going to climbing up the walls.
In other news…we had a baby chick hatch!!! Derek wanted to see if our broody hens would hatch out their own eggs, so we let some eggs stay in their boxes, and sure enough, this little guy hatched on Tuesday!!


This little one has 3 moms that have claimed it 😂 so we have the 4 of them moved to their own enclosed coop within the chicken run so no one else bothers them.
I pulled the rest of the eggs and put them in the incubator on Tuesday night, and some of them are definitely close to hatching. I have no idea exactly when, so we’ll see what happens with them! The kids are excited about it, and honestly it is pretty excited to hatch out our own eggs from own flock.

I’m trying to change the path I’m on, and trying to shift my focus onto what’s good instead of what’s hard. Which is…indescribably difficult. But I think dwelling in the hard is just going to make things worse.
I’m hoping today is a good day, and I’m hoping my husband will take the kids out for a few hours after we get them from school at around 11am. I think a few hours to myself would do me a world of good. And hey, maybe I can even get some Starbucks to go with it.
So that’s where we’re at today. I’m doing my best, I’m hanging in there. And I’m working on making every day a decent day. Even when it doesn’t feel possible.
