Last weekend we drove up to Mesa for Daniels grandmas funeral. Friday we drove straight to the viewing and by the time we finished visiting, then getting dinner and getting the kids to bed, it was 11 o'clock at night. I rushed to get everyone dressed and ready for the funeral the next morning, and once we got to the church my kids were already in emotional distress. My boys are usually pretty wild and crazy, but add to that the lack of several hours of sleep that they usually get- they were monstrous. So during the family prayer both James and Ben are screaming their heads off, so Daniel takes them into the hallway. After the prayer, I went out there and decided that I would take the 2 youngest away so that Daniel could attend his grandmas funeral in peace.
So we drive around for a little while, then come back in time to head over to the cemetery. Kylie is usually the one who can function normally on lack of sleep, but even she had a meltdown. And Tyler was grouchy as can be and then my other 2 were running around jumping on headstones and pulling flowers out of vases all the while screaming at the tops of their lungs. SO MUCH FUN!
So after the cemetery we head back to the church were there is a luncheon. Daniel has about a bajillion relatives. And he claims he doesnt even know most of them. So there are a million people everywhere and I have 4 of the grouchiest sleep deprived kids who are out of control and at this point they are starving and knowing them I know they will refuse to eat whats being graciously served, which will only increase their monstrous moods. So I decide I will let Daniel visit in peace, and i will take the kids to chick fil a, let them eat, then they can play on the play place and hopefully not bring the place crumbling down.
So then Daniel calls me as the luncheon is winding down and asks if I want to head over to his cousins house to catch up with them for a little bit. And as he is talking to me I am wrestling Ben into his car seat and trying to get James into the car and out of the way of a few cars driving by and everyone is screaming and I've beyond had it. So i yell into the phone (in order for Daniel to hear me above the rucous) whatever he wants to do is fine, and quickly hang up so I can try to deal with the kids.
We go back to pick Daniel up, then we drive to his cousins house and Ben finally falls asleep, so I'm like- I'm gonna stay in the car until he wakes up cuz really thats best for everyone involved. So Daniel goes in and all my other kids decide they dont know this guy or his kids and therefor they want to stay in the car with me. After Ben wakes up, we all go in and visit for a few minutes, then we head out so we can go say goodbye to Daniels parents and 2 of his siblings.
So we say our goodbye to them, go get the kids some dinner, and then start the drive back home. Once the kids fall asleep, I finally breathe a sigh of relief and Daniel and I can talk in peace. He tells me his cousin is worried about us. And I ask him why on earth would he be? Then we look back over the past 12 hours. And we laugh.
I love my married life with Daniel. And everyday I'm so grateful that I have him. But somedays I yell into my phone. Especially when I'm dealing with my 4 wild ones. And now days its gonna be rare for me to be at his side, smiling and looking lovey dovey into his eyes. More often then not I'm trying to keep my kids from destroying everything and each other. It doesnt mean we arent happily married. It just means we are smack in the middle of raising our wild pack of offspring. :)
SO no need to worry dear cousin. All is well.
(But if you wanna offer to babysit for a week- I'm beyond ready for a VACATION!)