|you can find this cute print here via kikicoming.com|
some things just don't get done. like showers, makeup, hair, adequate rest and so forth. most days if we are leaving the house, i hide under my great big dark sunglasses, throw on an easy to wear maxi dress and call it good. my husband says he likes this "earthy" look and that i'm beautiful. what a sweetheart.
one has to make time for herself or the whole thing falls apart. its been an important discovery that there will never be enough time for everything. there just isn't enough. sometimes, its ok to be a little selfish and go to yoga. my husband has always said, if you don't take care of you, you're no good to anyone else. he's so full of wisdom, that chad.
you will most likely find me changing a diaper or feeding a baby. i do it all day long. and in the midst of tantrums from my 2 year old and the baby screaming for more attention, i find myself going just a little bit crazy. don't you? that point where you need to hit the reset button and start the day over. or, when you wish the day would just end so you can start new tomorrow? it happens! and i just need reminders like this cute print i found one day when i really needed it.
um but hello, blessing. Griff decided to potty train himself. have i told you yet? my bearly 2 year old boy wanted elmo undies. so we bought the undies, the potty book, elmo dvd, etc. and i'm thinking, great this is going to be horrid for the next 6 months to a year- because boys never potty train until like 3 or 4. GRIFF IS POTTY TRAINED. except for naps and nighttime, but does that really count? with little hesitation, he just taught himself. granted the first day or two chad or myself took turns on the bathroom floor, waiting and waiting and praising and clapping. but he did it. my smart little dude knows exactly where to go potty and he knows he needs to let us know when he has to go potty. he looks at me with this big huge grin and every time, "look mama, i go potty! i go potty!" and then afterwards has to find everyone else in the house to tell them he successfully went potty.
sometimes, you have to just smile and laugh. because, last week i had one of those crazy days. the 8th day in a row that we had been couped up sick in our apartment. first griffin with a feverish croupy cough, then mom, then avett. there was no lack of snot in this house. gross. i decided to avoid the crazy that morning and we found ourselves at the local target, wandering the isles- as one does to kill time before naps. i've had my eyes on a cute pair of fakey suede booties for fall (which are now sold out because i waited too long) that i thought i might purchase, you know to ease the crazy. we left the store early because avett learned how to wiggle his way out of the seat-belted cart and his older brother pulled every pair of shoes out of the box to try them on. under normal circumstances this would have maybe been adorable, but not on a day like that day. tantrums arose as soon as we hit the home decor isle and so i decided it was time to leave. one boy being carried out on my hip screaming and the other being bribed with my iphone. they have a free pbs kids app, did you know? great parenting.
and then at home in the late afternoon, just when i'm quite sure i can't hold a crying babe any longer- daddy comes home early to watch the boys so i can study for my chemistry exam tomorrow (the fun never ends). And, nobody cries when daddy is home, wouldn't you know it.