I started off 7th grade on crutches (that was the start of middle school for me) I met by best-guy friend that first day. The dumbass sitting next to me thought it was funny to knock my crutches over. Mark picked them up for me and then carried my books to my next class. So yk, being incapacitated can be a good thing.

I’m sorry you’re not feeling well. Sucks to be not feeling good and not feeling the love.

I luff you!

Sorry about Kayley! And right before school! Middle school no less! Yikes. Poor girl.

Dang! I think you should focus on that line. It says everything doesn’t it! And yeah, you have all those kids so it doesn’t leave much you time, BUT you do get out! I’m just working on that now ha ha.

I said something very similar to that last week. (You think, I would have figured it out long ago, like, 2.5 years ago, when the boys were born and my eldest realized she had to share)

I said something a bit more fluffy though, like “During this time of my life, my role is to help the kids grow (rather than take care of them ha ha) to be whatever they can be, and I need to accept that and figure out how to, um, deal, because this is what is, and what is meant for me… la la la

Mine is a bit more fluffy zen because I visited my zen ‘have you tried meditating’ sister.

Man, sucks that they didn’t find the break first. Try not to feel too guilty, though…these things happen. It seems I was always int he ER for sprains.