I've said it before and I'm sure I will continue to say if for a lot of time to come, but this world is just not made for my family, not as we are now anyway. It's a struggle to do just about anything. I get it, it shouldn't be made for us, not a whole lot of people have a two year old and two babies, but it still makes me sad how limited we are.
The last two days a good friend accompanied us first to a great park and walking trail, and then today to an indoor playground. I wish I could go do these things every day. Evan would love it, and that's what makes me happy. But I am so grateful for these past few days where things have gone right, and I have felt at least a little normal.
As I write, the boys are all sleeping soundly, and I should be working. I am working, just taking a break I guess, to check in, and remember these good days.