I don't think motherhood is all that glamorous. Maybe it's just me, but these days if I brush my teeth for the day before lunch, I consider that a success. Having a baby causes your body to change in ways I had NO idea about, and this time around the healing is much more extensive than the past babies. In addition to still not feeling myself, I spend most of my days walking around the house just picking up messes.
Mostly from this guy who goes from one thing to the next as fast as I can blink... thankfully he's easy to find as he leaves a trail of destruction as he goes.
Our living room looks like this daily and I promise I put it back every night.
Just working on rearranging our shower... no biggie
Or throwing an entire bag of powdered sugar on the counter and floor
Or using dot markers on everything he can including his hair, the walls, the chairs and the floors. Thank goodness its all washable.
And when I'm not picking up Jennings "activities", I find myself cleaning up Finns...
Thankfully I had just finished my lunch.
Some days it gets overwhelming and I feel like no matter how quick I am to pick up one thing I can't catch up. I look around and wish my house was all tidy. And then there is moments like this one...
I was home with the little ones and it was nap time. Jennings wanted to be held by me and at the same time Finn was hungry. Thankfully I was able to arrange to have both of them on me at the same time. As you can see I couldn't do much else but just hold them and rock. Soon Finn feel asleep and Jennings wouldn't let me move an inch. Soon he fell asleep too.
I was super tired myself, and it actually felt good to just have to sit and hold them. I even shut my eyes for a few minutes and soon the minutes turned into over an hour and soon I realized I had to go to the bathroom!
And then the minutes dragged on and no matter how I tried to wiggle and get out of the chair, I couldn't escape Jennings grip. I tried to distract myself, I tried to find a show on my phone to watch.
After I while I took this picture and sent it to a friend that said, "Help, I'm stuck under babies and have to pee!" You know the saying "don't wake a sleeping baby..." Well I don't think it was written by a mom who had to go! Determined, I eventually got myself out of the chair and was able to keep Jennings asleep.
Speaking of sleep... I better get started on this paper for school, or I'm never going to get to sleep.
Until next time,
Angie