Debating on leaving for a true blog, my own URL, and bigger opportunities. I have been asked to review some products and I think that it could be an awesome path to go down.
Those are my thoughts.
So it was taco night. EK tore it up.
Laurel watched from my boob as we ate. That sweet baby is going to be so ready for food when she is six months old. She is constantly grabbing at our food.
She had her check up today. All is well and she is perfect.
It has rained pretty much all day so we played trains and Peppa Pig. We also played dress up and cleaned the house a little.
I got my hair cut too. Win.
When the rain was clear for a few minutes today we cut down a crepe myrtle tree and built a new garden box for our expanding garden. Can’t wait to plant carrots. Eeeeep.
Today has been a good day. The girls are super happy despite teething and cabin fever.
Sleep is precious. Very precious.
When one child naps, the other is up destroying things or wanting to do ALL the things with you. As soon as the other child wakes up… the one who was just all up in your business is now ready for independent play.
You have forgotten what it’s like to have moments of cleaning when someone isn’t immediately making a mess right behind you.
The ‘she touched me’ and ‘I don’t want her near my stuff’ starts almost instantly after the second child is born.
You never shower alone anymore.
Sisters give each other loving looks even before they can really communicate with each other.
Two year olds make super helpers when they want and it will melt your heart when they go to their sister and comfort her.
Hearing your two year old say ‘sissy’ is just as heart melting.
Watching the littlest watch your oldest’s every move in awe will have you yearning for the day she can really play with her.
Hearing them giggle at each other is a joyous ruckus that you hope never ends.
Your heart nearly expands 29 million times it’s size when you have a second child, even when you thought it was impossible.
You love every minute of your crazy, busy, messy, incredible life.
Thank you. :)
Before I had Laurel I was very much worried (like all moms who are having their second) if I was going to be capable of loving her as much as I love Emma Kate. I was so unsure of how I could love another little one like I love her.
For a week or two after I had Laurel I was in a complete state of shock. I couldn’t believe she came out of me. I couldn’t believe she was mine. I loved her, but not how I loved Emma Kate. With Emmy it was immediate, it was strong, and it consumed me. With Laurel it happened much slower. I didn’t feel like she was wholly mine until she was about 3 weeks old. That’s when it hit me that I loved her like her Emmy.
It was so hard for me. I didn’t understand. Baby blues was hard for me. I had all these assumptions about how I would feel after I had her but hormones took over.
It’s been almost five months now and I can tell you that without a doubt I love both of them just the same. I love Emma the most because she is my oldest. I love Laurel the most because she is my youngest. I love them to the moon and back a trillion times. ;)
Thank you. And yes of course, you are more than welcome to reblog. :)
Yep. We do share clothes. Deanna is actually wearing one of my tshirts right now.
We actually don’t fight about it because there are things I will wear that Deanna won’t and things she wears that I won’t.
If there is something we happen to both wear we always say in advance what we are planning to wear.
Deanna is cool to wear a tshirt and jeans all the time except for special occasions and such. I like to dress nice from time to time even to go to just Target.
So it works out. You will find a system eventually that works for you two. :)