life.

I love blogging for many reasons. last week it was because i was feeling a little down and through the blogs of others i found my voice. for the sake that i know i cannot escape similar days in the future, i decided to just cut-n-paste the little snippets in which i heard myself and could relate. it's always a good thing to know that other moms feel the same way.

"it's been one of those days, er weeks, okay... months. it feels good to say it out loud, let the healing process begin.

as much i wish i were, i've never claimed to be super mom, or to live a practically perfect life. that's the stuff fairy tales are made of. & while i am living my own version of "happily ever after," it's definitely not disney material. but lately, things aren't even close to being perfect, in fact, life seems to be utter chaos. these days, i've been fighting the blues, you might say i've been just a wee bit grumpy. i don't know, maybe you can relate, or maybe you'll think i'm completely off my rocker - but it feels as though i'm slowly drowning. i try not to let it show... that's what i do, what i've always done. i like to build a wall or fortress around myself, slowly shutting out friends, family & the world - transforming myself into what jeffy lovingly calls the "ice princess." sweet of him, huh? it's the sad, but real, truth. i can feel it happening. so i'm trying hard to fight it. each and every day i wake up & try to put on a brave face. i try to think of all the things i'm grateful for, for all of the wonderful blessings and opportunities i have & have had throughout my life. and most days i manage to come out on top. but not lately."



AND



"i hate those days when you look back and think, "wow. i was kind of a scary mom today. how many times did i yell? how many times did i squeeze my fists and grit my teeth and count to ten? did i really survive on a single stick of string cheese because i was too busy trying to keep everyone else happy? how many time-outs did we end up having?" yep, that was me today."

two

it's been TWO weeks.



i still have TWO children {i was a bit worried that one may not survive :) my money was on the oldest one}



i have learned i can still survive on TWO hour intervals of sleep at night.


most days require the consumption of more that TWO diet cokes in order to function on a below-average level of coherency.


baby number TWO seems like a better baby than number one, but that could be due to experience {or not}


for now, i am really, really liking the number TWO. it's a good number. i feel fulfilled.

baby boy

i read a quote once that read:

"a sleeping baby must be what heaven is like."

i couldn't agree more.

i love to smell him.
snuggle him.
and rub my nose in his baby fuzz.

my baby boy is too precious!