I know I say this every time...but WOW it's been a while since I've written anything here...I guess I kinda have my hands full. Both kids are napping and I thought I'd sneak in quick blog post. Today I was watching home videos of Micah (my almost 2 year old son) from when he was a baby. My heart just broke a little as I realized how fast time has gone. It also made me realize how my life has changed...and how challenging the last 2 years have been. I can say with confidence that I am quite different than I used to be. Wow, do I love my kids. Wow, do kids stretch you. My temper isn't as short, I have a bit more patience. I could be a breastfeeding expert given all of the trouble I've had with it. I know how to make baby food. Poop and vomit don't scare me. I can function without sleep. I'm content with my post-baby body. I am no longer terrified of contractions...and I've pretty much had a natural birth. I want to go to bed at 9 every night...and those kids who want to stay up until 11...well they are just too wild for me (wink, wink). I'm a real grown up. I used to feel guilty about staying in the house on a beautiful day...or staying in one room for the entire day doing nothing. Now, that is my norm. And I'm getting quite the workout. There were times that I thought that I would never make it until my kids are 18...and I'm sure those feelings will return at times. But, for the first time...I really feel like I can do it. I'm usually quite the pessimist...but today I'm finding all kinds of positive things to say about my babies.
Micah, I love the way you speak in paragraphs...and no one has any idea what you are saying. I love to hear you laugh. I love it when you hug me...and pat me on the back with your little hand. I love to see you dance. I love it when my kisses make your boo boo's feel better. You are my baby boy...and my stomach hurts when I think of how much I really love you.
Hannah, you are my sweet girl. I couldn't imagine sharing my love with another baby...but you showed that I didn't have to. I got to create new love for you. You are so much different and much the same as your brother. I love to hear you "talk". I love how passionate and strong you already are (mommy's girl). Your smile could make anyone have a better day. I love to watch you watch your brother. You already love him and I can sense the bond that the two of you will have as you grow up. I love nursing you and having that time with just the two of us. I kinda wish you'd let me sleep more...but since I have to be up...I'm glad that its because I get to be with you.
Thanks, God for the gift of being a crazy mom to the most beautiful gifts in the world.