franklyitsscarlett

franklyitsscarlett:

tom-sits-like-a-whore:

tumble-duh:

theludicrousrival:

the-more-u-know:

Parenting, you’re doing it right. 

I can only hope to be this type of parent.

These parents make my heart melt

That last one really got me. That’s such a good idea, and bless his dad for wanting his son to not feel left out. All his friends were probably like “Look at all my candy” and Fletcher was like “LOOK AT ALL MY TOYS HAHA I GOT TOYS”

Since no one else is bringing it up, in the tooth fairy letter, “too many bodies in your bed”?!?

Lol. I’m sure the mom was talking about stuffed animals being the bodies. :)

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.

:)

growinguplast
growinguplast:

Today the Growing up Last team has found great superhero crafts for you to try with your kids.  Here’s a nice, easy start if you are looking for some way to entertain your kids while they are out of school.  All you need is paint and paper, and you can create a superhero keepsake.  You can give it as a gift, or put it in a scrapbook or on a wall so your superkids can remember how supercute their little hands and feet used to be. 
Ok, that was a lot of superwords.  I will try to be less cheesy as the day goes on…
4amusingmuses

growinguplast:

Today the Growing up Last team has found great superhero crafts for you to try with your kids.  Here’s a nice, easy start if you are looking for some way to entertain your kids while they are out of school.  All you need is paint and paper, and you can create a superhero keepsake.  You can give it as a gift, or put it in a scrapbook or on a wall so your superkids can remember how supercute their little hands and feet used to be. 

Ok, that was a lot of superwords.  I will try to be less cheesy as the day goes on…

4amusingmuses

Things I Have Learned With Two Kids So Far

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.

long-after-youre-gone asked:

Sorry if this is too personal, I was just wondering if you find yourself struggling at all with inequal feelings towards your kids/favouritism at all? I can't figure out a way to word this that doesn't make it sound like I'm asking if you love one more than the other but I'm absolutely sure that's not the case!!! You clearly love both babes with your whole heart, I just seem to remember before your littlest one was born you had said something about it. Thanks!

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. ;)

joyceandbaby
inthe-sunflowerfield:

Being a Mom
Being a mom is late nights up watching your babies sleep, crying because you aren’t sure how you got so blessed
Being a mom is cluster nursing until you think your boobs are going to fall off.
Being a mom is toys everywhere and laundry that is never ending
Being a mom is never eating a hot meal, or when you do finally get to sit down to eat that hot meal little fingers stealing your meal right off your plate.
Being a mom is saying things you never thought you would have to say like “NO! We don’t touch the cats buttonhole now come wash your hands!”
Being a mom is tantrums because a favorite baby doll isn’t found fast enough, or simply because the sun is to bright
Being a mom is worrying over every little rash, bump on the head, or bug bite.
Being a mom is waking up in the middle of the night covered in spit up with a hot sweaty newborn pressed into your side and a foot in your back from her big sister and smiling because you can’t imagine anyone else in the world you would love to be uncomfortably sandwiched in between. 
Being a mom is I love you wars and Annie sing a longs.
Being a mom is days that make you want to pull your hair out and run to the nearest airport, and days so good you feel like you’re walking on the moon.
Being a mom is staying up until 3 or even 4 in the morning just because once they are asleep you can’t pass up the peace and quiet and the chance to finally read that book thats been collecting dust or to watch something that isn’t Yo Gabba Gabba or Spongebob Squarepants.
Being a mom is sinking into a hot bath only to have the door burst open and a little person jump in.
Being a mom is finger paints and park trips
Being a mom is to expect the unexpected, learning to stop and breathe.
Being a mom is cuddles, there is nothing better than the cuddles (except maybe the matching outfits those are pretty awesome too)
Being a mom is sloppy kisses, and big bear hugs
Being a mom is a camera in your hand 24-7 trying to capture every moment you won’t get back.
Being a mom is going to bed with a full heart because they are yours, you made them, and even though they drive you crazy they are still the best thing you’ve ever done in this world.
Being a mom is  24 hours 7 day a week. It’s seeing the world through brand new eyes, it’s an adventure.
It’s rewarding, it’s special, it’s your entire universe wrapped into tiny bodies.  It’s not always easy, but it’s always beautiful 

inthe-sunflowerfield:

Being a Mom

Being a mom is late nights up watching your babies sleep, crying because you aren’t sure how you got so blessed

Being a mom is cluster nursing until you think your boobs are going to fall off.

Being a mom is toys everywhere and laundry that is never ending

Being a mom is never eating a hot meal, or when you do finally get to sit down to eat that hot meal little fingers stealing your meal right off your plate.

Being a mom is saying things you never thought you would have to say like “NO! We don’t touch the cats buttonhole now come wash your hands!”

Being a mom is tantrums because a favorite baby doll isn’t found fast enough, or simply because the sun is to bright

Being a mom is worrying over every little rash, bump on the head, or bug bite.

Being a mom is waking up in the middle of the night covered in spit up with a hot sweaty newborn pressed into your side and a foot in your back from her big sister and smiling because you can’t imagine anyone else in the world you would love to be uncomfortably sandwiched in between. 

Being a mom is I love you wars and Annie sing a longs.

Being a mom is days that make you want to pull your hair out and run to the nearest airport, and days so good you feel like you’re walking on the moon.

Being a mom is staying up until 3 or even 4 in the morning just because once they are asleep you can’t pass up the peace and quiet and the chance to finally read that book thats been collecting dust or to watch something that isn’t Yo Gabba Gabba or Spongebob Squarepants.

Being a mom is sinking into a hot bath only to have the door burst open and a little person jump in.

Being a mom is finger paints and park trips

Being a mom is to expect the unexpected, learning to stop and breathe.

Being a mom is cuddles, there is nothing better than the cuddles (except maybe the matching outfits those are pretty awesome too)

Being a mom is sloppy kisses, and big bear hugs

Being a mom is a camera in your hand 24-7 trying to capture every moment you won’t get back.

Being a mom is going to bed with a full heart because they are yours, you made them, and even though they drive you crazy they are still the best thing you’ve ever done in this world.

Being a mom is  24 hours 7 day a week. It’s seeing the world through brand new eyes, it’s an adventure.

It’s rewarding, it’s special, it’s your entire universe wrapped into tiny bodies.  It’s not always easy, but it’s always beautiful 

aspiringactivist asked:

Do you and Deanna share clothes? My lady friend(she doesn't want to be girlfriends until 6 mo) and I have started sharing clothes and were always fighting about it. Any suggestions for us?

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. :)