Today I am feeling a little on the frustrated side. Okay, I am pretty frustrated. Well, this great van we bought is very much frustrating me. I don't know if the van itself is frustrating me or the mechanics who are working on it. The cab of the van continuously fills with gasoline vapors while we are driving. It is strong and I worry about the kids. Jeff said the other day while driving it to the shop he got a headache after riding it. Everyone agrees that the van definitely smells of strong gas. However, no one knows why. We dropped the van off on Monday evening. It is now Thursday evening and they have no idea what the source of the smell is. Ugh! Frustration! This is one decision/purchase that I had no regrets about (that is a very big thing considering anyone who knows me knows I doubt about every single decision I make). I felt so confident that this was the van we were meant to own.
I am definitely grouchy and grumpy today. I am definitely a little low on patience for the kids today. It is so hot outside. I don't want to go outside. Every time I take the kids outside Juliet turns bright red and I think she is going to have a baby heat stroke. I am very Greatimes/Bouncertown burned out. What did parents do before places like this existed? Tomorrow I have plans to take the kiddos swimming at my moms. We all know how I feel about this. But it is summer, and I should be more adventurous. It definitely sounds better than the alternatives. This is the first time I am taking the kids swimming without Jeff. However, my mom, aunt and sister will be there. Lots of backup is essential.
When I decided to start this blog I really wanted to document what it is like to raise triplets. I wanted to vividly describe the day to day stuff that occurs. I don't feel like I am meeting that personal objective. It is very hard and it is very rewarding. The kids say and do the most amazing things. But they also make me want to put on my tennis shoes and run away from the house as fast I possibly can. Everyday is insanely the same but so very different than the day before. The routine is monotonous but the challenges get trickier everyday. Right now I am supposed to be doing the budget. Instead I am hiding out in my hotter than heck office to escape for a few minutes. Jackson just found me. He just came behind me and patted me on the back and smiled so sweetly I could die. And now just two seconds later I can hear Jeff yelling at them. Someone has turned off the upstairs air conditioning unit and shoved a bunch of stuff down into it. Like any family our days are exhausting and long. I feel like no matter how hard I try or invest time the house is always a disaster. I love it and I hate it at the same time. I love the chaos of a bigger than average family but I pray for quiet. Last night Jacob woke up at 1:40a and climbed into our bed. I tossed and turned until 2:30. That is when I gave up and Jacob and I went into the kitchen, got a glass of water, prayed together, and retreated to the couch for some Phineas and Ferb. We stayed up and watched cartoons until 5a. That is when Jeff got up for work. I loved that time of sitting together. I definitely regretted it this morning. April, Savanah, Braxton and Mom came over today. The house was louder than usual. The kids were crazier than usual. They removed the mattresses off all the boys beds and made slides out of them, someone destroyed Jeff's puzzle and I am sure I will find something else later has been broken/destroyed/or mutilated. Just a typical day in our house.
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