Today was a moment with Spring.....snakes..snakes...and snakes.

Alrighty, owning a home I have learned each spring to accept the acts of nature and carry on about my day..

Today, it has been a struggle. I am writing this still in shock.

This morning starts out great, because at 8:30a it was FIFTY, that means a warm day is coming and after a long winter, nothing can make you want to be inside, except for snakes.

Last year on our trail I got to the point where I would see snakes slithering away and didn't do my very girly something like this scream, " AHHUUGHHHHSHHHH.... SHIT!"

For the sake of my daughter I try to stay calm... now its just a " UGHHHH" whooo...

The day the weather and the poop dripping from our kitchen matched my mood.

So most of you know that my parents live in North Carolina and well it SUCKS. Before I had my first daughter I said that I would not get pregnant until I lived by my mom... Well some major life changes came about and I put that thought on the back burner and what do you know I was pregnant!

Now I have another daughter and my mom and I are still not together.

Sure I spent days trying to think if this was a punishment for the horrible 17 year old I was when we lived in Vermont... And really I was horrible.. made such terrible choices...

I thought was this her punishment for something?

But after I got over my anger and accepted the fact we are not living closer.... I let God speak to me about it and shape my heart a little bit more and realized that this is not a punishment.

Now I have to enjoy our moments together and hold on to them so dang tight for when we are not together.

Ok so to my poop in my kitchen.

I woke up on the last day my parents were visiting us. Laying in bed already feeling like I was going to burst into tears. But yet so excited that my parents were here with me. They got to see my house see what I like to do and see all the little every day moments.

We drank our coffee and talked like we always had but the air was different. The dark clouds started rollling in and I couldn't help but let that totally take over my mood too. We didn't plan anything for the last day, and we could barely talk after we enjoyed the morning together. The sadness was just getting too heavy.

So we went to the Chinese Buffet. Well that was supposed to be a great time, but Riley was acting out once again, and of course throwing a fit in the bathroom stall which was totally disgusting and I wanted to throw up and scream from all of it. So instead I grabbed the stroller with Kenzie in it had Riley on my hip and looked at my mom with the Im so pissed off and tired I just want to stop, and said we will be outside.
I had to have a talk with Riley and have her stand in one spot outside until her grandparents came. It was a good cool down but not how I wanted to enjoy my last lunch with my family.

Then we get home and get ready to head to the airport. Its my husbands birthday and poor guy I'm in such a sad mood. Thank goodness we had a date night the other night to celebrate. Well.. we come inside and see water dripping from the kitchen ceiling. Eric comes home and punches in the square that took shape with water dripping...... PEEE AND POOP WATER pour down everywhere.... the ceiling was holding who knows how much water.... The smell is bad.... really bad..

I say Happy Birthday!!!

The next day Eric opens up the pipe and the smell of shit is way more than I can bare. I'm still depressed that my parents left.. and had to watch the girls all night again cuz he was working on the pipe. And the fact that he works alot of late nights over time and out of town... but anyways besides the point or is it? ( a whole other post!)  The smell is so bad we are stuck in our spare bedroom downstairs.... The worst smell.

The next morning Riley pooped in her diaper... and it was everywhere... It was not fun changing a two year olds poppy diaper she has not pooped in a diaper in so long... I could barely handle it. I just prayed that No one would do a surprise visit to our smelly home.

That night Riley got a stomach bug and was up all night puking...

I have Riley in bed with me my arm wrapped around her and Kenzie in bed on the other side and instead of crying from everything. I laugh and say my two girls..... Then I ask God... when is my break??

I think his response would be a big smile bit of a chuckle and say.. My dear child there is no break...... but I will give you rest!!!

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I want to add that I also had 2 Buy One get one free coupons from the Sunday paper for the Yopa Yogurt and I had a dollar off your next order from the Planters Peanut deal last week.

Are you couponing yet?? :)