I haven't enjoyed going to work this week. I've really had a horrible attitude about leaving the kids every day of this last week of their break. I've had trouble counting the blessings in the fact that I have a good job to go to...and that they have great people loving them while I'm away. I've drug my feet getting ready, slammed things around while packing my lunch, complained about things that are small offenses, forgotten things that are necessary (nametag, lunch etc) because I'm distracted in my crumminess. It's a heart issue, I know that. It's an issue that lies deep within being content in my circumstances. There have been lots of times during this motherhood adventure that I would have been ELATED to have 4-5 hours away from the children...instead of counting the hours of every break from school they will have until they are in college and how I am MISSING 25 hours this week of those times... So, I admit I have been whiny and hard to dea...
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