Exhaustion... on every level.

Today has been a very loooong day.

First off it's "Hell Week" at the gym. Which basically means they take their already insanely hard work outs and crank them up to an eleven. "Eleven. Exactly. One louder." I came home spent.

This afternoon, Lila decided she'd rather fight to the death than take a nap. Until it was too late in the day for her to take a whole nap and I had to wake her up early so she was very whiny.

Tonight, because I must be a masochist on some level, I went to Zumba and worked my butt off for another hour.

I came home to the chaos that occurs as the children sense that bedtime is coming and they go bat crap crazy getting the rest of their energy out.

And just as we were getting them in bed and settled, I realized that we had reached the deadline for deciding whether or not Jake was going to take the place he's been offered in the spectrum program. So we got him back out of bed and headed out to the living room for a very long discussion about that decision. The final answer is that he is going to go, and he is not very happy about it.

Brian gave him a beautiful father's blessing to help him feel calm and know he can trust his parents to make good decisions for him. He said some wonderful things about Jacob and the special place that he holds in our family and the blessing and help that he is to us as his parents. We were all emotionally wiped out by the time it was over. But feeling better and calmer too.

So there you go, physically, mentally, emotionally, and motherly exhausted. And tomorrow I get to get up and do it all again.