I seriously love being a mom. Sometimes I can't believe it myself. I'll be the first to admit I was skeptical of the whole thing but 6 short years ago. Then it was thrown on me unexpectedly (but what a blessing!) and I haven't looked back since.
Sure, I like those few hours when the grandparents take them to movies or to other fun adventures and I get a few clear headed minutes and big deep breaths. Sure, we uphold a strict 7pm bedtime whether they need it or not so Zach and I can get some time hanging out with each other without the constant hum of children.
But I do love this whole thing.
Dailah is about to turn 2 (the 26th). Can't believe this. I still think of her as a baby, which she uses to her advantage at every turn. Hard for me to believe when Trysten was this age we were starting to think about having another one. The girl is still in diapers and is still small enough to carry for goodness sakes! :)
It could also be that we've already added to our family since she's been with us and though Tariku is not a baby, it's still a welcomed addition so that could be why.
Nothing earth shattering today. I just saw them walk out of the office with Trysten first, Tariku next and Dailah following behind and I had to pinch myself to make sure I was this lucky. Seriously, they are such great kids despite having a mommy like me.