In the process of trying to portray my current thoughts on parenthood, I want to be clear that I don't mean for it to seem as though it's been less than what we wanted.  Just different than what we planned.  Five kids has slapped me in the face.  Hard.  Life right now is a lot like riding a bike with one leg.  It's familiar, it's possible, but it's hard!  And you fall a lot.  (It also looks ridiculous sometimes!)  It’s sweet and bitter and awful and perfect all at once.  That's parenthood folks.  It's waking up to a punch in the face and a hug.  It's drinking a refreshing glass of water with a little bit of spit in it, because parenthood is also gross, so you're welcome.