tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-569050395056454316.post35553826754823117..comments2013-01-06T08:19:44.028-08:00Comments on The Fourth Gift: Empty BucketPolly B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18236563620438282184noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-569050395056454316.post-19501216189401739622010-02-10T05:50:33.544-08:002010-02-10T05:50:33.544-08:00Hety Polly. If you need some help, Bryon and I wou...Hety Polly. If you need some help, Bryon and I would be willing to take hime to church for a couple of weeks. We have so many kids in our ward Ian may fit right in. and it may be goood for him to have a change of scenery. Let me know!!!Mindihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17995080453480206987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-569050395056454316.post-91193817598418885132010-02-09T19:31:28.633-08:002010-02-09T19:31:28.633-08:00I think we all are about at are wits end with some...I think we all are about at are wits end with something or another. Everyone seems to be. I think Satan is working overtime. But dealy with a needy child like Ian is right now, when you are empty yourself, and depressed and tired,...you just have no reserves. maybe he feels that you're not up to par. Anyway, I hope things get better with you guys soon. If you need to vent...call... I'm here.<br />love you...LorLorihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17594197757592296576noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-569050395056454316.post-18303499176157427592010-02-08T20:59:38.089-08:002010-02-08T20:59:38.089-08:00Thanks, Jen. It's nice to know I'm not alo...Thanks, Jen. It's nice to know I'm not alone. :)Polly B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/18236563620438282184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-569050395056454316.post-28441638692977618472010-02-08T20:21:33.478-08:002010-02-08T20:21:33.478-08:00Oh Polly, this sounds SO frustrating! I really do...Oh Polly, this sounds SO frustrating! I really do understand how you feel, remember, I have so far survived Sammy. Somehow we have both survived. I don't know how many tears I've shed, or how many times I've had to call Nate at work and make him come home because I just COULDN'T do it. Motherhood is so hard. I have found though that voicing out loud that they are shits brings a tiny, little, defiant smile to my face.Jeniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05821777305619744711noreply@blogger.com