Wednesday, November 20, 2013

those days

well, I'm 6 weeks in to the hardest year (or so) of my life (at least, thats what all the moms of two under two (two under 1 1/2! gulp!) have told me). and can you guess they were right? yep, good Lord in heaven, they were all right. not that i thought they were lying or exaggerating, in fact, i had tried my hardest to be mentally prepared for the days ahead. although little did it help.

and not that every day is hard or bad or painfully long. in fact, there have been some pretty awesome days.
you know the ones?
the days when you don't miss a beat.
the days when every need of your child is met at just the right minute and you get to have a shower (bonus if you wash your hair!)(bonus bonus if you get dressed!).
the days when your babies are fed a hearty and healthy breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
the days when a poopy diaper gets changed as soon as its made (i mean, you don't even get to smell thats how on top of it you are!).
tho days when your kids are napping before they get the cranks, and the laundry gets done, and the floor gets swept, and the toilet gets cleaned, and dinner is on the table for when your husband gets home.
(those days i feel like everything should be black and white, and i should have my hair up in pins with a frilly apron around my waist.)

and then you go to bed feeling pretty proud of yourself. every bit of your body is sore, but your heart is beaming. yeah, thats definitely happened.
but oh, did i forget to mention that i could probably count on one hand that is has? except for that last bit, pretty much every night is a tired body/full heart night.

and then there are other days.
the days when both babies are crying at you and there is nothing you can do about it.
the days when it seems like poop is coming out their ears and you all three need a good shower after its cleaned up.
the days when you have cereal for dinner cause the meal you had planned just set the oven on fire.
the days when you really do cry over spilled milk.
the days when you need a nap by 9:30am.
the days when two hands just aren't enough.
the days when your 19 month old tries to feed your 4 week old her cheerios.
the days when you finishing your morning coffee is your greatest accomplishment of the day.

i hate those days. but i love my babies.

1 comment:

  1. "bonus bonus if you get dressed" - i am sad to say that this is how i feel even NOW, and i only have one..
    you are an awesome mama.