Lucas had the worst acid reflux as an infant! It was awful. I would nurse him and within 5 minutes he would throw it all back up again. It got really depressing when all I was doing for the first few weeks was nursing him day and night. This was a huge reason I stopped breastfeeding him.
Well Zach is 5 and Luke is about 17 months and they are both as crazy as ever. Sometimes I am not really sure how I have made it through a particularly crazy day. I have been doing a lot of praying lately. I stop in any given moment and either to myself or often times out loud I ask God for help to cope with the craziness. And I am pretty sure that at this stage in the game I have also become part of the crazies, which for a while have tried to hide. But honestly I think it's better to be open and honest about these kinds of things. So yes I am part of this crazy bunch!!! I may not be crazy to some of you that know me but my brain explodes with craziness as I lay in bed at night. It used to be so easy to fall asleep at night when I was working outside of the home. My body would be so exhausted from working with other people's children all day (I worked at a daycare) that it was all I could do to stay awake long enough to get the boys fed and into bed.
The temper tantrums of Sir Duke these days have just got me wanting to cry and scream myself! YIKES! Oh and the fact that this kid just can't seem to keep his body out of things it doesn't belong in! He always seems to find another object to put his cute little self into :)
Zach lately thinks he is the best thing since sliced bread!!! Pretty sure he is smarter than me and will continue to be smarter than me until the day I die! It's great another thing I get to look forward to :) And the never ending loudness and screaming at our house. Right now as I am writing Zach is at school and both Chloe and Luke are sleeping. The house is very quiet which is totally weird for me since usually we have to have the TV volume up to
#21 to hear anything that is going on and even than we strain.
Ok so don't get me wrong I love my boys and the fact that I get to stay home with them. And I also know that at least at this moment this is how things are supposed to be. God never gives you more than you can handle, right?? God must really think I can handle a lot cuz my plate is overflowing :-) and to be honest I wouldn't want it anyother way.

