Feeling is Mutual

Why can't the world just stop sometimes? Or us for that matter? Being in nursing school with children and a husband does NOT come without consequences and challenges. Lately I have been faced with a changing attitude of my 8yr old - almost like the preteen stage without the hormones. Of course as a parent I have high standards about the amount of respect I demand in my home, but my husband brought reality to my eyes. She cannot fully comprehend what is going on or the demands I have on me. All she knows is that there is less of me for her right now. My heart feels broken and torn because there is only one of me, but everyone wants to slice me into 6 pieces. As important as my nursing/midwifery career is to me, NOTHING will ever take precedence over my children's peace and joy. I want my children to be confident and love themselves and I have to be that first example.

Walking into my house these days feels like a black cloud. Not because I am miserable, but rather because my daily existence seems to be just that. I go to school/clinical, come home, and that's it! There is so much more out there that I want to do, but this damn heat is freakin unbearable. Whats the result? cranky board children and parents which = going at each other. Honestly, I cannot wait until this part of my learning is over so that I can enjoy all the little things that bring me joy: crocheting, cooking, dancing, listening to music while have lunch in the grass, taking walks, reading a book other than nursingese, watching a movie with my hubby with a glass of wine.