23,000 words. Considering I started writing my book in January of 2010, that may seem pathetic. But, to be quite honest, I've taken several months off. Raising kids takes over and I let this go sometimes. BUT I do return. And I will continue to return and finish. I want this too badly. My kids are three, almost two, and six months old. It's chaotic around here. I'm trying my best to be a great wife, great mother, great homemaker. And it is fulfilling. Truly, it is enough. Still I feel strongly about writing. I feel strongly about the book I'm working on and the impact it could have one people. I also have an idea for my second book already that I'm looking forward to beginning. Must. Finish. First. Book. First. And enjoy myself in the process. And occasionally blog, just so there is a record somewhere of this process that gets stuck in the internet world forever. :)
We just ended a season of little league baseball and softball. Well, regular season ended. We just started All Stars for our youngest. Having multiple kids in sports is B-U-S-Y. We were at the ball fields every night of the week and most of the day each Saturday. The youngest had a few different tournaments, and if you know the softball tournament world you understand that you live at the ball fields those weekends. Games on Friday night, all day Saturday and all day Sunday. The baby’s second to last regular season tournament was exhausting. It was a hot weekend, my husband was working nights the first part so I was solo with all of the kids at the fields the first night, and then the second day I was literally at the fields for 9 hours. There was no time for laundry, no time to get ready for school for the week, no time for the rest I desperately wanted. Getting home that night we hardly had the energy for showers before it was time to go to bed. The next day would be a Sunday a
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