Tuesday

Tuesday morning, the boys and I woke up. I decided to give them a much-needed day off. I took them all to my dad's on my way to work. I told them on the way to school that we would be completing a goal each day. Yesterday's goal was to organize their toys in the garage and get them in the house.

When I got off work, I picked up Papa and the boys and set up a new checking account. I cried through most of it. Then we went to our new "home." I did two loads of laundry, made lunches and dinner, and began working on the toys and books. The kids would come to me crying, and we would cry together and cuddle, and then we would go on with what needed to be done.

I met with my mom's bishop last night. Then, I went home, finished up baths that my mom started and folded laundry. My sweet mom read the boy's a story. I kissed them, we said prayer, and they went to sleep. Jeremy came and picked up Gunner. Gunner isn't handling the change any better than us. He will stay with him for a few days, then we will bring him back with us.

I climbed into "bed." I sobbed. Colton woke up crying and came into bed with me. I sobbed somemore. Birdie stayed up with me and talked with me until I calmed down. She is amazing. The greatest. She knows just what to say. I had a blessing yesterday. He was wonderful. I am so grateful for the Priesthood. I also received a phone call from London, England. Oh, how it warmed my Spirit. Someone that far away was praying for me. Thank you T. You have no idea what that meant to me.

This morning brought many, many more tears and me having to physically pull my kids out of my car and set them on the sidewalk of the school, but they are there. They know Mommy loves them. Today is a new day.