Oh, that boy. I can't quite articulate what he does to my heart. It's different. With a boy.
To be fair, he has demanded so little in his six months. {Ya heard, six months!} But that little has sucked away any of the free time I had with two.
To be fair, he has demanded so little in his six months. {Ya heard, six months!} But that little has sucked away any of the free time I had with two.
It's hard to explain my time. I've been feeling the need to be more efficient with the time that I have, but am having difficulty with the HOW. I am in my car. A lot. I am feeding mouths. A lot. I am navigating ridiculous meltdowns. A lot.
It went on like this for a while. Poor little chicken. She wants five kids in our family, Abbey wants more. (Abbey will not be winning this argument, by the way.) My mental reserves are exhausted trying to find a way to validate these sorts of feelings all the day long :)
All and all, loving this busy life of mine right now.
It went on like this for a while. Poor little chicken. She wants five kids in our family, Abbey wants more. (Abbey will not be winning this argument, by the way.) My mental reserves are exhausted trying to find a way to validate these sorts of feelings all the day long :)
All and all, loving this busy life of mine right now.
