and it is. it's also nuts.
(sure. wear your brothers tank top today. don't care.)
of course, when we methodically planned all this having a baby stuff out (fine, we didn't plan it out. it was a really long winter?), we didn't take into account the sleepless nights, the other kiddos schedules, being places on time... like school. why can't schools give you an hour window in which to drop the kids off. anytime between 8am and 9am is great! we know you're nursing a baby, who has no schedule and that he will probably poop out of his onesie when you're walking out the door to come here with your 3 other kids...that you had to dress with real clothes.
(hi, little bald eagle)
me for president.
that would create world peace, i'm sure of it. well that, and naps. i'm very convinced that most people are mean because they just needed a nap. these are the deep thoughts i ponder throughout the day. you're welcome.
(i decided layne should do some summer spelling review work before he goes back to school. on thursday. oops.)
so i have been wanting to use my normal camera...not the iPhone, to capture some every day life. now that we're stuck in the house (i.e. i'm too scared to take all 4 out at the same time), it seems like a perfect time to start back to documenting life.
(a gentle binky shove never hurt anyone)
not pictured is me being mean in the early morning. i am so rude to the kids when i wake up. but i'm hoping no one remembers the crazy mom days. also, i'm saving for their therapy. no one will call me unprepared ever again!
but ya, life right now is pretty unpredictable. in all honesty, i am not equipped for 4 children. i sing, you sustain oh Lord, you sustain. healer of the broken, your nearness is good. (insert microphone emoji and mariah carey hands).
also, sometimes my lunch is a graham cracker. or 5. maybe a string cheese if i have some extra time.
(lila doing some "mummers"...aka numbers work)
i find that the more children i have, the more i don't know what i'm doing. and the less i cling hard and fast to particular ways of mothering. you will see formula on our counter along side of pumped breast milk. with layne, i wouldn't have even dreamed of supplementing. and i cried in the middle of the night wishing i could. now i just do.
(birthday flowers lila picked out)
look around at the world and all the giant problems and then supplementing with bottles doesn't seem like a huge deal. at all. nor do the hundred million other things we fuss about as parents. so i'm just not doing it this time around. happy world breastfeeding week. ell ohh ell.
(annnnnd a lot of watching shows is happening)
anyway, my birthday is tomorrow and i could care less. pruett stole my heart and my desire to do fun things for my birthday this year. just a sleep deprived, unpregnant, non kankle-ee, quiet dinner with the hubs is as close to heaven as i can think of at this point. my standards are at a new low, but i'm liking it. i can only go up from here, right?