You know that feeling that everything seems to be slipping. Like you can't keep up with the laundry and the dishes let alone do anything else. There are just so many grand ideas I've had over the years... things that I was going to do... for instance keep a scrap book for each of my kids. Ha Ha Ha
Guess what, they haven't got scrap books. There was even a time when I thought I'd do digital books, that's easier right? um, apparently not for me.
Then about a year and 1/2 ago I got this idea that I could possibly handle making them each a birthday book (I actually got the idea from the Birthday Yo Gabba Gabba episode). The books would have just one 5x7 photo of each birthday. I bought the books & paper, I even got some pictures printed and then the project sat.
Until yesterday when my five year old reminded me (kids have such outstanding memories). I put pages in the books and I inserted pictures. It really wasn't that hard. I even ordered prints of last years birthdays.
I think being a mom is hard. And all those super moms who seem to do it all make me tired. Do you think they make themselves tired too?