Then there are days...

Some days I feel like my luck just couldn't get worse. I feel completely stuck and confused about the future. My past is a jumbled mess of mistakes and painful memories, and my current circumstances don't seem much better.

Then there are days like this one I had yesterday...

I have a blast playing with my baby

...even though my legs are fat and I no longer have knees.

Sometimes he smiles at me and I just think, "Seriously? That's mine?!"

...and THAT'S mine?!

...and THAT'S mine!?!?

Max wakes up from a nap, happy to see me

My boys play together nicely (rare)

...They share...

And everyone is happy when Daddy comes home.

I don't know about you, but when I have days like this one... I feel pretty stupid for complaining about my life.