Yep, 5. Ages 15, 12, 12, 11 and 9......There are days I really really hate being a mom. Those are few and far between, but there are days. Like when they are constantly fighting and will not stop and I can't get anything done or get them to just give me a second to breathe so I don't lose my ever-loving mind.
Yesterday everything I tried to get them to do was a fight and a half for me to get them to even help. I lost it twice on them. The first time was because we still have 8 pigs to catch and the boys were not following instructions. I was ready to just pack my stuff and leave.
Then I had a kitten fall into my bath as I was soaking last night. I have a really nice chunk of my hand missing. Needed my first aid kit that is supposed to stay in my bathroom. Guess what was missing? I have blood all over my hand trying to not scream and find my first aid kit. While I am keeping the pressure on the hand that is bleeding one of the other kittens jumps at me and scratched my leg and hip to match the hand. So now I have 4 places I have blood coming from and still no first aid kit. I needed a drink at that point. Can't cause 1 I am alone with the kids and 2 no alcohol in the house.
Still, have not found my first aid kit. Been looking since I got up. Took a break to feed the critters, but can not locate it. The boys were looking for the kit, but even they had no clue.