9) Balance is realizing my efforts to get out of the house early to accomplish a few errands before the boys' check up were lost when we pulled up to the ATM to make a deposit and the machine was temporarily unavailable. OF COURSE it was. But how nice it is to have a pay check with MY name on it. Ok, it's not much, but it's something.
10) Balance is totally contradicting #1 and sometimes crashing at nap time just like the boys do. My body begged me to give in, to sleep. My swollen glands, fiery throat, and achy limbs commanded it. On Wednesday morning at 4am I awoke with dreadful symptoms, was at the doc when the doors opened, left with meds, and by 4pm was starting to feel a wee bit better. Despite feeling awful, the boys were wonderful...content with walks around the block, exploring in the alley, throwing rocks and mulch, chasing inch worms, inspecting ants, riding trikes, and even watching TV for an hour (cringe). Slow days are a necessity to our often busy days. It's all part of the balancing act.