Sometimes, after all the kiddos are down for their nap, I die on my bed until they wake up and I've slept so deeply, I've drooled...puddles.
Sometimes, I get really depressed about what I ate for lunch.
Sometimes, I keep missing phone calls from the chica I like talking to most.
Sometimes, I look out my window at the 3 ft of snow that's drifted into our driveway and wonder when I'll remember why we live here.
Sometimes, Isaac comes up into my room after his nap and gives me a smile that melts all those other "sometimes" away...