Pics

I know this is what people want to see- so here are a ton of pictures:

Blue watches me swaddle Carli all the time and wanted me to do it to her one day

I told Blue she could take a shower after breakfast so she was doing her best to get undressed. The zipper on the pajamas is easy. But since she can't undo the snaps on her onsie she found another way out!

She loves the slides and swings at the park

She looks a little scared of her sister here!

But then she looks scared of the camera too- (I think it is just a common expression right now)

She loves her Daddy!


Yes, that is her baby doll in her pajamas! She reminds me often that baby sister is out of the belly!

Sadly enough I think that is the most useful the binky has been for Carli. I wish she liked it, but she will not take a binky. Luckily she is a pretty content little thing

Yes! Little back rolls- I like my babies chunky!


Warm cookies straight from the oven- the best! (check out the devil horns- what I call her pig tails after she take out the elastics :)


Playing dress up I guess!


At the superbowl party- I was trying to get a cute picture of the family and one or the other was always crying, so

We got a family pouting picture

Thank goodness for a swing!

Yep, laid on the floor in the middle of Costco while looking at the books :)


If this is cute,

and this is adorable,

Then what is this?

Cuddle time with Dad


Blue: Hey sista! How are you!?

Carli: Huh? What do you expect me to do with this? I can't even hold my own head up yet!

Blue drying her hair too!

Now that is pure sisterly love- Blue is very VERY protective of her "blanki-lees" and she was willing to share one with her sister here!

Yep. Blue is breastfeeding her bear. Boppy and all.

Chillin in the big bed. Life is good.

Self-deluded

So right now both girls are doing this:


It's at moments like this that I feel like I have this whole mom-of-2 thing down pat.

Yep. That's why I titled this post self-deluded.

You should see my house. Thank you to all those that have pretended not to notice the dried cheerios stuck to the kitchen floor. Oh yeah, and stools and counter and chairs. Thank you to the cashier at Smiths for giving Blue a sticker because I am swinging the car seat with a fussing baby in my arms, while trying to load the food onto the conveyor belt and find my keys with my fresh values card all the while trying to convince Blue to stay in the cart. Thank you to my sweet little girl who has had a less-than patient mother more lately and is still such a joy to be with and has been so gentle and helpful to her baby sister. Thank you to my baby who is mellow and content even when I am jostling her about while she is breastfeeding because I am trying to make dinner, or pick up a fallen chicken nugget or read books to her sister who is also sharing the same lap. Thank you to my loving and understanding husband for fishing his underwear out of the laundry basket or dryer without complaint or criticism because clothes can't seem to make it to the drawer anymore.

I go back and forth trying to decide if I will get the hang of this or if I will just have to accept a new norm. But right now?
Right now I have it all together. :)

Carli

Just some more pics of my newest little cuteness. She needs her own post.

Motherhood brain

I don't know if any other stay-at-home-moms feel this way, but since having children I often don't feel as smart as I once did back in the day. Sure, I can quote 20+ picture books to you word for word. And, yes I do know all the words to my 8 fun toddler sing-along CDs, but it just isn't the same. I think I finally figured out one reason I may not feel as intellectually productive... The math of motherhood just doesn't add up. Recently our family went from 3 members to 4. How does adding one person double the amount of laundry I do? (I mean she is only 2% of our family if you go by weight! Doesn't that mean her clothes are smaller?) I now have 2 children in diapers, but somehow we have gone through over a month's worth of wipes in 1 week. I doubled the kids, but quadrupled the wipe usage! If I add it up, I spend approximately 6 hours actively feeding children. I don't know how that math is screwy, just a little daunting!

Today was just one of those days. I listened to a lot of crying and at the end of the day feel like all I did was feed mouths, change bums, and wipe tears. After a day like today I think it is amazing that mothers of more than one child can have an intelligent conversation at all.