Confessions of a Mom of Two

• I am always tired, but somehow it doesn't seem to bother me.
• I thought I was a patient person...and then my baby grew into a monster, I mean toddler.
• Newborns are WAY easy compared to monsters, I mean toddlers.
• Showers are still like mini vacations.
• Laundry never ends. Somehow adding an 8 pound human to our family has extended my laundry duties by three days. It just doesn't add up.
• Cooking is considered a success if I get something on the table that doesn't get burnt because I forgot about it.
• I sometimes miss it being just Emerson and I playing. And then I also miss it being just Henry and I snuggling. Having two is definitely a balancing act physically and emotionally.
• I have become the exact definition of "skinny, fat." Not sure if my body will ever bounce back.
• I am having a fashion identity crisis. I so desperately want to pull off the cool mom/weekender outfits. Casual, but still chic. You know exactly what I mean. That mom who is in skinny jeans, a cute top and just the right amount of accessories. Instead I end up in t-shirts from college and outdated clothes. I give myself a little slack considering I have pretty much worn maternity clothes the past couple of years.

And for my final confession (as of today)...

• I am never alone. EVER. There is always a child I am holding or is in my lap. If I complain, my husband gently reminds me that someday my children won't want to sit in my lap or be held, and then I cry because I can't imagine a life without me holding a child.

Sometimes you just need to be put in your place and remember that they are only little for so long. Love my life and sweet babies.