Have you ever had a moment where you stop, take stock of your life, then wonder what the HELL you were thinking?
Today I counted. I counted how many lives Jack and I are responsible for and I damn near had a panic attack.
We have eight kids. EIGHT KIDS. The mere thought of us having eight kids is enough to give unsuspecting people a massive heart attack.
But it doesn’t stop there.
We have three dogs, two cats, 6 fish, and a hamster.
When you add it all up:
8 – kids
3 – dogs
2 – cats
6 – fish
1 – hamster
… that’s 20 living creatures we’re responsible for. Except… wait. I forgot to count ourselves. We need to take care of ourselves too! So that is…. 22. TWENTY-TWO!
Some might think the fish don’t count… since they just swim around all day in a tank. But that’s not true! You have to clean the tank regularly, check and maintain the ph, the nitrite, nitrate, and ammonia levels and treat accordingly, feed them, etc. It’s more work than you think! And the hamster? Technically that’s Sissa’s job to care for but ultimately we’re still responsible.
I’ve never really stopped and counted just how many we’re responsible for. And when I did it today (I have no idea why….) I instantly understood why I get overwhelmed sometimes. TWENTY TWO.
I have zero regrets. NONE. Don’t get me wrong. It’s just such a large number and I couldn’t help wonder just what the hell we were thinking?! I don’t think I’m going to be so hard on myself the next time I feel bad about getting overwhelmed.
I love each all 22 of us and wouldn’t trade any of it for the world. But still.