**** I found this as a draft and thought i would post it. I wrote this originally in May 2013. Some of these thoughts still plague me from time to time. It ends quite abruptly, so I cannot finish it as I do not know how I was going to end it at that time. ****
This seems to be the theme this week. There are so many things that I struggle with. My weight, my house, my kids, my husband, and the list can go on. But, it is that time of year where the kids are getting ready to finish school and I start struggling with who I am and what I want to do with my life. I know, I am 37 years old and I have no clue where I am going and what I am doing. I know I want to be with my kids. I know I want to relax. I know that I want to be happy and stress free (haha, I know, I have 3 kids).
I think I know what I want, and then I don't. I think I know what I am good at, but am I good at what I think I am?
This week I feel like I have failed a little at raising my kids, we had our first ISS this week for insubordination. Thank you oldest child. This is so unlike her, and she didn't fess up either. Tate got an email form another teacher that we know telling us, and we thank you! I know that there are a lot of changes going on, changing teachers is a new thing for her.
