Six Kids

I am a stay at home mother of 6 that suffers from borderline personality disorder.  Technically during the school year I stay at home with 2 while the other 4 are off to school during the day.  Believe me there are still plenty of things to turn my day into insanity.  My husband is a "good one".  He works a fulltime job and goes to school fulltime, after falling on hard times the past few years he has decided to enlist into the United States Aiforce Reserve.  I am not the least bit nervous about this because he spent ten years in the Navy before they decided they no longer needed his service and honorably discharged him.

Most days I wake up on the wrong side of the bed.  I have tried both sides and it doesnt seem to change anything.  I keep asking myself if there is possibly a "right" side of the bed.  The difference in four and six kids is my sanity.  With four kids I held it together with my "supermom" ability.  I made sure everyone had squared meals and snacks, checked backpacks regularly and helped with homework daily.  I made sure everyone had a bath every night and went to school all spiffed up for the day.  I went to bed with the dishes clean and floors vaccumed/mopped.  But then there came 6.

I have a 2 and 3 year old that stay at home with me all day if I did not previously mention that.  Potty training is not fun in the least.  Just when I thought we had it down, piles of poop started appearing in various rooms of the house and the only indoor animals I have are my two girls.  Well, when I started scolding them verbally for the "mess" they wsere making and how "yucky" it was they decided to hide it under a towel or piece of clothing.  I have a pretty sensitive nose so I know when someone has an accident, I just have to sniff it out like a damn dog or something...

I don't know why I went off on that rant.  I just want you to see my life is not picture perfect.  We don't go to church, although I feel like we should.  I cannot remember the last time I had an alcoholic beverage, I feel like I need one daily though.  We don't smoke, we don't socialize...I guess we are mere outcast from society aside from our children.  I mean when is there time for anything other than family when you have six kids...

I know my husband must love me because I am an absolute nutcase.  I can remember manic episodes from the first few years we were married that most men would have got out and run as far away as possible, somehow my husband has stood by me and comforted me through the worst of times and allowed me to keep pushing babies out at the same time.  Now that was thoughtful!

Last count was six.  Let me tell you that is more than enough.  I wanted a bunch of kids, well I thought I did.  I had four and wanted more, but as soon as I had five and was pregnant with six I realized we just might be in over our heads.