I "get" it.
I really do.
As I said to a friend recently, Some days I feel like a kid in a candy store, surrounded by so much sweetness I could eat myself in to a delicious stupor. Some days I feel like the disheveled, frazzled, looking woman standing outside the liquor store - it's obvious she NEEDS a drink.
Today has been one of the latter.
It wasn't the kids today....
Marriage is hard.
MY marriage is hard.
Yours is too if you would admit it.
Sometimes I feel like I've been having the same arguments for the past ten years with all of them producing the same result.
What's that say about me, then?
I love my husband and my family very much but some days I throw my hands up in the air and wonder what the hell we are doing.