Circus

I wish I could say that I am the ringleader, but sadly I am not. I often compare my new life to being in ‘baby prison’. There are food fights, riots, spitting, hitting, kicking, screaming, and solitary confinement often. I find myself pulling long shifts that involve ending my day sleeping heavily…for 5 hours before my shift begins again…

I know that me taking my brothers kids in was a necessity. They deserve a chance at life and their situation with their mother was not the one for them to be around. I wish her a speedy recovery to sobriety, responsibility, and adulthood.

It will be a struggle for the time being with me dealing with 5 children, 2 whom are autistic, one who has some form of ADHD, one who is 1, and the other one who is a sassy pants. Plus I am in college and will be taking two classes this semester online. I took two thinking I would be kid free during the day…now I have three little ones who need my undivided attention 24-7.

I am thankful for my mother & my dear friend Tina (and her amazing family) who have helped me get what was/is needed for the kids. I am truly thankful.

Here’s to a new year with new beginnings for all….

Goodnight