Sometimes...

Sometimes I wish I could put myself on bedrest.
Sometimes I wish I could do that thing on Mary Poppins and make everything clean by the snap of my finger.
Sometimes I wish I could do that other thing on Mary Poppins and float to the ceiling from laughing so hard.
Sometimes I wish my kids never had to grow up.
Sometimes I wish they would.
Sometimes my body aches so bad I never want to be pregnant again.
Sometimes I wish I could have lots more kids.
Sometimes I wish I could move somewhere else.
Sometimes I wish I had more money.
Sometimes I get so discouraged about our situation I want to curl up in a hole and cry.
Soemtimes I remember to keep my mind on the fact that we are soooo blessed to live where we live and have what we have.
Sometimes Jesse makes me laugh so hard I nearly puke.
Sometimes I want to build things, but that would involve power tools, and I don't like how loud they are.
Sometimes I hate food.
Sometimes I love food too much, therefore,
Sometimes I think I'm fat. (not while I'm pregnant though, so don't freak out!)
Sometimes I think I'm lazy.
Sometimes I can't stop doing stuff and I get REALLY tired.
Sometimes I get really mad that my closest friends live soooo far away.
Sometimes I laugh at how silly my belly looks when the baby moves.
Somtimes I like to cook (most times) (well 75 or 80% of the time, if I'm not tired)
Sometimes I ramble on and on on my blog because I wish I had soemone to talk to.