Yep, it's Confirmed.

No, I'm not pregnant. If you would have asked me that last week, I would have told you I wasn't sure but alas, I'm not. :0) Anyways...

Today I confirmed that I was NEVER made to be a full time mother to 6 children under the age of 5. Don't get me wrong, I adore my own children and would happily add more a few years down the road, but taking 6 children out in the heat to drop off one and kindergarden and then drag the other 5 around our small town (which seems very large while you're driving with 5 children under the age of 4) to run errands that should have been done last week, well, it's just not fun. It's miserable actually. At one point, Ryder was screaming (mad), Payton was crying for Ryder to "be quiiiiiieeeeeettttttttt.....", the 17 month old was screaming (for fun... you know, those short, HIGH pitched squeels), and the 4 and 4.5 year old were fighting about who's air to breathe. I kinda wanted to blare the music, pull my hair out, cry, scream, and laugh all. at. the. same. time. I now am also reminded why I never go anywhere during the week with all the kids. Not sure how I forgot in the first place.

That's all.