with love, the fishers

Sometimes I sit and try to remember what it was like to not have these characters in my life:

• Did I really enjoy a good drive through dairy as much as I do now? (I'll drive to another city just for one!)
• Did I really need coffee the way I do now?
• Did I wash, and save every single plastic cup that held my applesauce & pudding? (just in case I needed a quick snack cup for later?)
• Did I enjoy a bath in a quiet bathroom without a baby on my belly & a boy using the toilet with only a shower curtain  separating us?
• Did I love sleeping in until noon!?!

Thinking of what I was like without them seems almost foreign or alien. Like remembering is like trying to remember the face of a stranger. 
It's amazing how quickly we adapt to the circumstances & situations in our lives.


I'll tell you one thing I never thought I could survive going to the grocery store with 3 boys, let alone one with a broken leg?