It's the day to clean my house.
It's the day to cook us all a huge meal.
I really am looking forward to it.
But, it also means that today is all about the boys.
And it's hard.
It's hard being the mom.
And while this isn't the first time I've had a day where I'm doing all this alone, it does seem to be one of those times where I feel so tired.
This is the day when I wonder how I will even get them off to school at 8: 30 and make it to the shower on time.
And then I start thinking of my parents and my sister and it becomes harder.
I think about how they were here when my sister was here and when I had her and what a day it was.
And it's a day where I long for just a moment of their easy laughter, or their encouraging words.
And then I remind myself that it's a day, not about my family, but about what I need to do for my boys.
And so, I'm going to buckle down and do what needs to be done.
I will make a nice meal and clean my house and my boys will be good boys today and we will all sit down together and eat good food and talk and laugh.