My day started with Joshua coming to my bed holding handfuls of broken light bulb shards. As I headed downstairs, Joshua and Mercedes explained to me that they had decided to throw down the floor lamp, unscrew the lightbulb, place the lightbulb on the windowsill for target practice. Then, using some beanbags (which Joshua had already been banned from) they proceeded to throw the beanbags at the lightbulb. So at 6:45 I am on my knees picking up glass shards,giving a well-deserved lecture on not using lightbulbs as target practice, when Joshua nails me in the back of the head with another beanbag. Needless to say, the beanbags are on a top shelf now...
Our day continues as normal. Morning, noon, and night sickness from this baby growing inside of me, poopy diapers, undressing and dressing again each time Mercedes needs to go #1,five rolls of tp held under the running sink just for the fun of it, a very bloody gash that's scary close to my daughter's eyeball, timeout, reminders at mealtime, more messes than I can count, walks, talks, and my least favorite hobby of fishing poop out of the bathtub. That's always pleasant.
Yet, in spite of all the messes, and amidst all of the whining/tattle-taleing, I find moments I never want to forget. Like Joshua telling me that God made pretty flowers so that "I can give them to my pretty Mommy"... like Mercedes singing to every song on the radio even if she doesn't know the words... and like the sight of Luke "backing up" to sit on whomever is sitting on the floor...
oMy kids make me laugh, and my kids make me cry (even when in it's embryonic state of being). I pray for them, and I pray for my parenting. They're angel's, and sometimes they can be little devils :) They grow to fast even though some of my days seem long. Joshua is my responsible, active, imaginary child. Mercedes is my spunky, happy, singing/dancing child. Luke is slightly more cuddly than Mercedes, which makes him my cuddly, rythym loving, climbing child. I'm excited to see what loorhis next baby will be like.
My life may not be glamorous, but it's very rewarding just as it is. Although, I'm not going to lie, I could do with less poop fishing
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Amen sister. I feel you right to the bottom of my soul. Even though right now you probably feel like this will be your life FOREVER, soon enough you blink and two of three are gone from you ALL DAY LONG and then you realize just how quickly the baby stage of each child passes. Some days I long for those endless days of enamoration with the small and simple things in life, freedom to do whatever we wanted all day {although if I'm perfectly honest there were many places I could go to only if I had wanted to have a mental breakndown}. In the end I have decided that I cherish the memories of those days but can now fully appreciate the current life we live. XoXo, miss you girlie but I am so glad we were able to connect a few times while I came to AZ to visit :)
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