A sick child who can't make it to the potty (darn those footsie PJs!) in time at 2:00 am makes me feel tired.
A new storm coming our way tonight makes me feel excited. It also makes me want to get more milk and Motrin.
A sassy teenager makes me feel angry and sad.
Hearing my sons play church hymns together makes me feel proud.
Hearing those same sons argue over who is messing up makes me feel like a parental failure.
Seeing my Little Boy's feelings get hurt by his brother makes me cry inside for him.
Talking to my friend on the phone for a long time makes me feel validated.
Cleaning the house angry makes me feel productive.
Reading updates on Facebook for too long, makes me feel like a bit of a loser.
Wondering what is for dinner makes me feel stressed.
Having my husband hug me after arriving home from work makes me feel relieved.
Not being invited to a wedding in Utah makes me feel hurt.
Talking it over with another uninvited sister makes me feel better.