As I whine to my family/friends about a difficult night of a three year old having tantrums I go to bed feeling so selfish and ungrateful.
I am lucky to have a roof over my head, a warm bed, and water to drink. Besides that I have two beautiful (sometimes sassy) healthy children. And for that I am thankful.
I want to help, as a mother it aches that I have to do something. Money is tight around here so I am planning to get some things back up in my etsy shop and all proceeds will be going to help the Haiti people after this devastating earthquake. Its the least I can do. I have so much in the big scheme of things and I need to show my gratitude somehow.