If I were to write this blog

I'm in the mood to blog.  But I don't really have the mental energy to actually develop an entire post.  I'm halfway through my "out of the house work-week" (because we all know a mom's job is 24/7). 

If I did have the mental energy, these are the things I might to choose to blog about.

How LONG it takes to go through the evening routine with three children.  There has GOT to be a better way to do it.  It's time to experiment with different homework and reading times.  It does not all fit after dinner.

How I've decided to accept that my Kindergartener just isn't ready to be dropped off to line up for class.  And even though my neighbors are willing to share the drop-off duties, for now they will get to benefit from my daughter's need for me, and I'll take their 2nd grader to school too (they DO pick Miss Rose up a few times a week when possible).

How I made today the first "bring your baby to work day" in several weeks and how sweet it was that Lily seemed so excited to be with me all day and somehow she seemed to know it was out of ordinary.

How I tired of my daughter not listening to me and I don't like being a parent who yells, or repeats, or has to speak sternly.  But I just don't know how to change this behavior.  Even when I discipline or give consequences, nothing seems to change.

How I'm learning to accept that it's going to be years before I can properly train for a race.  But I love having something to work towards, so even though I can't follow a training routine, or log the necessary miles, I will still "race" and just be happy to complete my 13-miles.

How I've been disciplining myself to get up earlier in the mornings, even if just 15 minutes.  I remember growing up that my mom always rose 30-60 minutes before us, and I never understood it.  Now I do.  Even though she didn't leave the house to work, that was her "me" time and quiet and peaceful.  I love to sleep, but sacrificing 15-30min makes the mornings go much smoother.  And at some point, when Lily has a consistent morning schedule, maybe I can exercise again before work.

How Miss Rose is a magnet for oral trauma.  I'm concerned she'll end up with all fake front teeth at some point.  Thus far the damage has only been to her baby teeth, but the past does not bode well for the future.  She put a front tooth through her lip in soccer this weekend, also loosening this already injured tooth.  I'm just hoping the tooth heals completely, because I really don't want to go through another extraction with her.

See, I actually have quite a bit to write about.  Those could make for some interesting posts.  But they will probably never be developed. 

But I know, it won't always be like this.  And the highlights of my days are seeing my baby smile, having my toddler climb all over me the moment I sit on the couch or ground and conversating with Miss Rose.

The blog will have to wait.  My energy goes towards providing for my family and loving my family.  And that's the way it should be.