Calgon.....

Oh seriously. This morning started out fine. Rich got the kids breakfast, I showered. We moved a bookcase into Lucy's room and anchored it to the wall. Then Rich left for work. In a matter of 15 minutes, Lucy was crying because she was tired and ready for a bottle and a nap (no biggie, I can take care of that); Luke yelled to me, "Mom, I'm wet" as he ran down the stairs to his potty. I promptly followed only to realize he had pooped, too. EW. I get Luke cleaned up and I'm making a bottle for Lucy when Luke asks me to clean up the floor. He was getting a drink from the fridge and knocked an open can of grape soda onto my rug...meanwhile, Lucy is still crying, and now hanging on my leg. I, in near hysterics, asked Luke to please leave because "Mommy is gonna lose it". He quickly left (happily I might add) and I tried to get it together.

Lucy is now asleep in her room, Luke is still dry and quietly playing downstairs. I just read an email with a link to a blog of a woman who has a real connection to children adopted from China. Needless to say, that was the kick in the pants I needed to adjust my attitude.

Thanks Anna, I needed that.

Hopefully, I can carry my good thoughts all day long and the rough morning (ugh) is in the past.