Pretty sure it’s been a good 6 months since I’ve blogged. To be honest, life happened.
It took me a minute to remember why I started this in the first place. I wanted a place to write about my kids, so I would have something to look back on.. while giving other women who are going through the same thing as me something to relate to. And I’m not talking about these perfect Instagram moms who claim to be “real” while looking perfect AF to me. I’m talking about those sweatpants, no makeup, hair hasn’t been colored in a year, cereal for dinner moms. I got you.
Going over the past fews months. Working full time is no joke. That whole blog post about not wanting to be a stay at home mom? Yeah.. I take that back. Sometimes. Danny turned uno. He is crazier than his sister was at 1 years old. He’s constantly constipated and sleeps through the night maybe 80% of the time, it’s awesome. He has these tiny little teeth – the two at the top are so far apart, I’m obsessed, it’s the cutest thing. He’s like his sister and prefers to nap in his carseat, although the sitter told me that she put him in the crib no problem and he went right to sleep. Go figure.
Cabrey is her usual crazy self. She loves make up, clothes & shoes – it’s like my dream come true. However, she’s sassy AF. I kinda love it, but I know one day when she’s a teenager and smarter than me I won’t love it so much. I’m jealous of her imagination and her eyebrows. Almost overnight she sits outside on her dads lap while they let the dog run around. It’s literally my favorite thing in the world to just stare out the window and watch them. She bosses me around, still uses a pacifier and isn’t potty trained yet. Whatever. She won’t be 30 years old sucking her thumb and wearing depends so I’m not pushing it.
I can’t believe I’ll have a 10 year old this summer. Omggggg he makes fun of me so much I can’t even take it. The ride to school in the morning after we drop the babies off at daycare is the best thing ever. He’s always making fun of me when I get the words wrong in a song, it kills me. Or when Drake comes on and he turns it up real loud. Where did my baby go? At one point it was just me and him so when we’re alone, it’s bittersweet.
This winter we had some animals in our house. I can’t even say what they are because it’s just gross. We’re clean people, I SWARE. But we literally live in like a forest so they got in. After getting a new stove, dishwasher, refridgerator and ripping our deck down outback.. we finally got rid of them and for good. thank God. anyone who is dealing with animals in their house, you ARE NOT alone. I’ll start a Facebook group dedicated to people having to deal with animals in their house where people can share their experiences so they won’t feel alone. That should be a thing.
Summer, lacrosse, birthday parties & beach trips.. I can’t wait.