Busy, Busy.

I've been busy. In fact, stopping long enough to put this post together means I've set aside (yet again) the opportunity to put away any one of the three loads of folded laundry that are staring me down right now. But, both little ones are sleeping, so I'm taking a moment, and celebrating the fact that I have folded laundry at all.

Trying to balance the needs of a newborn and three year old, while also attempting to take care of the usual household duties, has been interesting. Some days go much better than others, but overall, I feel like we're doing really well at this point. I have to keep reminding myself that just a little over three weeks ago, I was still pregnant. It's okay to feel like I don't know what I'm doing half the time, as if I'm ever really certain anyway.

Gracie has been so patient over the past couple of weeks, and while she has taken her frustrations out on me from time to time, she's always as sweet as can be to her baby brother. I feel lucky that she hasn't asked us to take him back where he came from, or anything like that. She seems to have totally accepted that he is as much a part of our family now as she is.

She's getting excited about preschool and I'm getting excited for her. I do find it hard to believe my "baby" will be starting her first day in just a little over a month... I grab her sometimes just to hold on tight and tell myself she's really still little, even though she seems so big...


Ethan is doing so well. He's an easy going baby. I'm already a little emotional over how quickly he is growing. He's coming up on the one month mark, so I'll have a post dedicated to that at the end of the week.

These busy, busy times are also some of the best times of my life. Sure, I get overwhelmed. I cry. There are moments where I wonder how I'm going to make it through the day...

I also laugh and smile and thank God for every untouched mess and those abandoned baskets of laundry, because (as annoying as they can be) they serve as reminders that my time is being better spent. I'm not going to miss these little moments.

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