Remember when I picked up the house before we left everyday?
Remember when I did the dishes every night after dinner?
Remember when I had time to blog every day?
Remember when I had the beds made with mints on the pillows for company that would come?
Remember when I had energy?
Remember when I had time to watch my favorite TV shows?
Remember when I had 1 hour quiet times every day?
Remember when I didn't feel like a crazy person every day around 5:00?
Remember when Andrew would get home from work and I would have makeup on and was actually dressed?
I really do sometimes have to pinch myself when I think about how drastic some things have changed in my life. I'm not going to lie, adding a second kiddo to the mix really does shake things up. If anything it's more fun but it's also a ton of work. It is a CONSTANT job, there's always something to do. If I ever do sit down and do something for myself I feel guilty the entire time b/c I know there are a million other things that need to get done. It's hard sometimes. It's a constant, conscious decision to die to self every second of the day with two kiddos.
But... Is it worth it? of course! Is it fulfilling? Every day. I may not know what day of the week it is and I may still have morning breath b/c I haven't had time to brush my teeth, but one thing is for sure. I love these kiddos and they make every sacrifice and every hard moment worth it all.
we're right there with ya. I really have started wondering when it will be that I ever manage to have the house picked up and clean again. September maybe? It drives me crazy, but I love the 2 little reasons why I can't "do it all" right now. =)
ReplyDeleteThis made me cry. A hard fetal position cry. I'm glad I'm not alone. I almost asked the checkout girl at walgreens if she'd pretend she knows me and just give me a hug. Love you friend.
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