It's been a couple of days since I've written anything. We're struggling but holding our own, at the same time. My brain is completely fried and I'm exhausted. I haven't been able to fall asleep for the last week or so. By the time I manage to pass out, it's about 6AM and I'm able to sneak a couple hours in before the kids are demanding my attention. Sometimes I can steal a nap but my whole cycle is thrown off and it's taking its toll. I desperately need to find the reset button for my circadian rhythm. The kids are doing okay but this is taking its toll on them as well. They're anxious, cranky and climbing the walls. Brotherly spats are more frequent and their inside voices aren't…

As we're on lockdown, the bulk of our suoies are being drop shipped and because of that, we've become buried in boxes. I guess I hadn't really been paying much attention to that but for whatever reason, I did today. I decided to break everything down and store them because we may need to use them at some point. I was pleasantly surprised when all the kids, including Gavin, began to help me without having to be asked. It's not that my kids can't be helpful, especially Gavin. It's just that it sometimes requires the pulling of teeth. To be fair, Gavin's always super helpful. Anyway, the point is, everyone helped and I'm profoundly grateful for that. I'm really overwhelmed and little things like this mean a great deal. ☺