Being Up With Down Syndrome

I can't do it all.  Sometimes I can't even do half of what needs to be done.  Every single day there are dishes, laundry, cleaning and cooking that needs to be done.  Some days a lot gets done and some days it looks like a tornado went through.  I remember many years ago, a friend told me when she got home from school, her parents told her, her room was robbed.  She walked into her bedroom and it looked ransacked, just like it did when she left for school in the morning...so, I like to walk in my house on those bad days and tell the kids we must have been robbed, the place is ransacked! ;) I have decided that I truly am going to keep Sunday's a restful day.  I'm going to carry on the tradition of Sunday Mass and a lovely Sunday dinner.  That is all.  Kids still do dishes.  But a more relaxed day to energize myself for the week ahead, which always has a husband, five kids, two dogs and extra family and friends involved.  My husband started to complain about some projec

Two of my five children caught a stomach virus.  Looly and Trinity, our two youngest.  We are on day four.  Any Mom reading this knows that our world at home just became very complicated with this illness.  Loss of sleep, worry, trying to keep the sick ones on time with pain reliever and fluids.  Too much Facebook because most of my time is in the sick livingroom waiting on them.  Too much Pinterest, if that is possible and way too much Farm Hero's in between. Sometimes Looly becomes inconsolable and we turn on music.  It stops her crying and she loves music.  My sisters and I have talked about taking care of our kids and trying to find the right combination.  For example, if Looly is crying, turn on music, lay blanket on the floor, put her favorite toy on there, turn around three times and jump backwards.  Wa la, happy Looly.  Or if she needs a nap, put three stuffed toys in her bed.  Two is too little and four is too much...  Insanity.  When in the end there really isn't a