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How I Do It...

Yesterday the kids and I picked Jackie up from work and I had a chance to chat with one of his co-workers. It was her first time seeing Piper and she was oohing and aahing over her and mentioned to me that she doesn't know how I do it. "It" being cooking, cleaning, taking care of the kids, homeschooling, etc. and not dying from exhaustion. Earlier in the day I'd filled out Piper's medical form at the doctor's office and two of the questions made me (and the other parent of a newborn there) chuckle. One said, "Are you getting enough rest?" and the other said, "Have you been sad, depressed, crying?" I lied and checked the box that said yes to one and no to the other. But I haven't died OR killed anyone so most days I feel like I'm doing pretty good. ; )

It's funny because there are some moments when all is right in the world and I think to myself, "This isn't so bad! I could do this forever!" Then there are some moments when every single thing that could go wrong has and I don't know how I'm going to bear another second. And sometimes those good and bad moments are mere seconds apart. I know it's not just me. I know it must be every mother. Every woman. Every person. So I don't feel shy writing about hardships here.

Today was has been a good day full of more of those "I could do this forever" moments than not. This was in part due to the fact that I planned ahead. Sometimes it's great to go with the flow and let the kids have free play but oftentimes this go smoother if I have some activities planned for them. This morning I took the suggest of another mommy and let the boys enjoy some water play on the balcony.


Jathan also cleaned the windows for me. = )





I learned that trying to take pictures of Ryland when he's armed with a squirt bottle full of water is dangerous!



Gorgeous blue skies.

Me. In pajamas. Ha, ha.


Here's a sweet shot that I snapped while Ryland and I were still outside and Jathan had come in. Piper is there in the swing and Jathan was sitting there, eyes closed, swaying back and forth singing to her. How cute is that?


Inevitably if the kids play on the balcony something gets dropped and today both the water bottles rolled off at different times. Luckily Jathan is my little runner and didn't care to go downstairs and get them.

And yes, the boys did squirt some water off the balcony onto the sidewalk below. Mr. James, you'd better be glad I was looking out for you or you might have gotten an unexpected shower today!




EXTREME closeup!


So that was how I did it this morning! They loved being able to splash and squirt the water and it kept them entertained for quite a while so I think we'll be doing that again!

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