My mom was here for two months while I recovered from my mishap with SpiderMan.  It was so wonderful to have her here. She allowed me to sleep in, keep my leg up and she would get me slurpees!  She is the best mom.  Unfortunately, she had to go back home.  My ankle is pretty much healed.  I still walk with a limp, but I walk in shoes.  But since she left, I have been in a funk.  I had to go back to being a mom.  I couldn’t just direct from the couch.  Don’t get me wrong I love being a mom.  I love my sweet boys and wouldn’t know what to do without their hugs and kisses, but it sure was nice to have Bebe here.  Now I am back to mom duty every day and it hasn’t been easy.  Since my mom left I have been sick twice which does not make for a very good mom.  Bill got orders to move to New Mexico and we have to get our house ready to sell.  How do I entertain the kids or have my four year old entertain his brother while trying to help on the renovation/dejunking process?  Not an easy thing to do.  And I think that I am becoming a whiner.  (I have a good role model — Billy).  The other day Billy told me he wanted milk.  Just like that — I want milk. I said well I don’t get milk for little boys that don’t ask nicely.  He said I just want Bebe.  I know how he feels.