I have limits.
Today was sort of the opposite of yesterday, in that it was worse than expected.
I planned a bunch of activities, so HH could have the morning to rest without small people crawling all over him. Joyful Moments were found throughout, it just was too much.
Yoga is always a Joyful Moment.
Hanging out with the kids at the Farmer's Market was a Joyful Moment--although a bit stressful at times, trying to keep them all together.
Attending the baptism of one of their friends was also a Joyful Moment. Although, I spent the majority of the service walking the halls with Baby B because it was actually his nap time and he wasn't really in the mood to sit still.
Grocery shopping was not exactly a Joyful Moment, but it was nice to get it done without any kids while HH was napping.
And then I came home and kind of crashed.
It's like I'm going to have a baby in a couple weeks, or something...
Wishing you all Joyful Moments that don't take you past your limits!