Today looked like a great day.
I remembered to turn the tv on in time for Super Readers.
I had my blood drawn for the pregnancy lab work.
I vacuumed the carpets, swept the fake hard wood, unloaded and loaded the dishwasher, and hand-washed the big pots and pans.
Bennet took 2 successful naps.
Lydia took 1 successful nap.
We went for a long walk, the kids and I.
Lydia and I baked banana bread.
Bennet, Lydia and I prayed a Divine Mercy Chaplet at 3.
I had supper cooking when Trav came home from work.
We went to the gym and I worked out again.
I even had time to blog!
Instead of having the tv on throughout the afternoon the kids and I sang songs, read books and played with puzzles.
But I feel so crumby. I want to be super mom so badly and yet on a day when it should look like I succeeded I feel so empty. In fact, I feel overwhelmed. Not overwhelmed because of all the things we did, just anxious and like I'm not going to be able to do this. (Whatever "this" is...)
It's 8pm. The kids are in bed. I should brush my teeth, drink some water, read my Bible, pray in thanksgiving and get some sleep. We'll see what tomorrow brings. It is the solemnity of the Annunciation of the Lord.