That kind of day

We just had Irish oatmeal for the second time today. I did change it up for dinner and added bananas instead of the blueberries we had this morning. Does that make me a bad mom? It was just that kind of day.

Blessed

A dear friend of mine had her third baby in the wee hours of the morning, and I am so happy for them that she and baby boy are doing well. Makes me remember my third baby, and how it seems like it was just a few weeks ago I was in the same place. I will admit that my womb aches a wee bit when I look at old pictures and remember the days I spent curled up in bed with Adeleine. I wanted the whole world to go away and leave us alone, I was totally in love. I hope that one day I am blessed enough to experience it again.

It is starting early

The mud play that is. It seems that our 80 degree weather in January has tricked them into thinking it's June. I love the ideas of kids digging, smearing and wallowing in the cool mud on a hot summer day, but in reality it is my own personal hell. The dirty laundry that it creates means a daily rinsing, soaking and washing or their clothes and my rugs. They come into the house stand on the rug, wipe their feet and leave huge skid marks behind them. Shortly after I wash hands, arms, legs, feet, faces and dress them in clean clothes, they go out and do it again. This happens everyday, several times per day x 2 kids. It just happened today....I won't tell them to stop playing in it, but I must control my OCD tendencies. Go away hot weather!!