Hmmmm...where was mommie?

Honestly, I was near by. Natalie decided that the PJ's for tonight needed a wash so off they went into the tub. I thought it was funny! Liam was not laughing.

Ha! Ha!


Friday...what happen to TGIF?

As a mother I have come to realize there no longer is a TGIF moment. Yes, the weekend is nice. I am a little more relaxed with bed time and naps. I may find time to read. I love weekends because we attend church. BUT weekends are just the same as any other day. A big pile of laundry, mouths to feed, dishes to clean up, beds to be made and toilets to cleaned for the 300th time this week. Gone are the days of sleeping in, savoring a cup of coffee and a good book.

Would I trade this job? Some days, yes. Most days, no. I love being a mom. I love having the freedom to work in my jammies. I love it when my kids say things like "we love this mommie", "great breakfast", "mom, why do you read your bible", "mom, why do you watch TV when you fold laundry?". These are the questions I ponder.

Say it ain't so...


Remember When

Remember when you first found out your were pregnant.
Remember when you started worrying about having the baby...oh my Gosh how will it ever come out!
Remember when you dreaded the last 4 weeks and begged your doctor to get it out.
Remember when you set eyes on your firstborn for the first time...amazing.
Remember when you thought you could never love another baby the way you loved your first baby...I cried so much.
Remember when you set eyes on your second born and fell in love all over again.
Remember when your babies would "cooo" at you and the joy of nursing.
Remember when there baby heads smelled so good after a bath.
Remember when you went to bed and never worried about getting woke up.
Remember when you had date nights, laughed, ate out, watched movies, and worked out all the time. HA!
Remember when you set eyes on your third born and though OH MY GOSH...how will I take care of them all.
Remember when you were reminded by your kids to love God and pray.
Remember the messes, remember the clean ups, remember all the dirty laundry, remember the late nights, remember the accidents (and I don't mean food), remember the excitement in their eyes when they tell you something, remember "last day", remember marking their growth on the wall, remember the first day you dropped them off at preschool, remember car trips, remember watching them sleep, remember their hugs, kisses, gentle touches, remember tickling, laughing and their first smiles remember their faith in you, remember...just remember.

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