I cried today. It was the day that I finally got enough strengtg to pack away Munchkin's 3 month clothes. Her pants were slowly creeping up towards her knees and it was time. I was not ready. It seems like I am never ready when the time comes.
As I packed away those tiny clothes, tears poured from me. Those tears are memories being packed into boxes. They are knowing I will pass those clothes along for other babies. They are knowing I likely will never open that box again. They are joy that I am able to watch this person grow and develop. They are fear that I won't always be able to keep her safe. Today those tears were there to remind me how fast time goes.
Those tears reminded me to hold Munchkin a little more. To read extra books to Tornado so I can cuddle her. To wrestle, boing, spin, and bounce Tornado when she asks simply because I can. To stare at Munchkin as she sleeps because soon she won't want to sleep in my arms. Time goes so fast that soon these things will all be in the past.
The tears today were tears that come from having pieces of your heart living outside of you. There will be many more tears in the future, both happy and sad. For today though, all tears are dried and we carry on with joy and laughs.
Tuesday, December 30, 2014
Sunday, December 14, 2014
3 months of love
What an amazing 3 months we have had at this house. Our tiny munchkin is now officially 3 months old and in 10 days Tiny Tornado turns 2. The things that I have learned in the last 3 months are very important and must be remembered forever.
1: Juggling 2 children who squirm in opposite directions is possible and not as difficult as it looks.
2: Tornado will always want to snuggle when I am attempting to pump.
3: Munchkin can handle Tornado snuggling, loving, and squishing her.
4: Tornado thinks every diaper is poopy and tells us just in case we weren't aware.
5: Toddlers may not need naps but their parents do.
6: Childproof doorknobs are amazing!
7: Laundry quadruples in amount with the addition of one tiny baby.
8: Baby floor gyms make great blanket forts for toddlers and their parents.
9: Wallykazam is a great TV show.
10: How much love can fill a little house!
There are days I look around our house at the end of the day and I get very frustrated. There is usually a bit of a mess from a Tornado, Munchkin blankets and bottles everywhere and a bit of dog hair. Then I think about why the blocks form a train in the living room, 8 blankets are on the baby mat, the crayons are in the dog bowl, 6 sippy cups are scattered about, baby bottles are piled in the sink, and the toy boxes are up ended. It is because we played choo choo train with the blocks, built a fort while pretending to be ghosts, emptied the crayon bag out to have me wear it as a hat, were searching for a specific ball to play catch, and needed milk, water, and orange juice to drink. Instead of cleaning, I snuggled Munchkin, nibbled on her little legs, and we all did tummy time together. We talked to her bugs, read a dozen stories and helped Tornado learn to get her own water.
Tonight I got it all cleaned up before I climbed in my bed. Each toy and area of destruction makes me smile. Memories were made today and that makes for a great day.
1: Juggling 2 children who squirm in opposite directions is possible and not as difficult as it looks.
2: Tornado will always want to snuggle when I am attempting to pump.
3: Munchkin can handle Tornado snuggling, loving, and squishing her.
4: Tornado thinks every diaper is poopy and tells us just in case we weren't aware.
5: Toddlers may not need naps but their parents do.
6: Childproof doorknobs are amazing!
7: Laundry quadruples in amount with the addition of one tiny baby.
8: Baby floor gyms make great blanket forts for toddlers and their parents.
9: Wallykazam is a great TV show.
10: How much love can fill a little house!
There are days I look around our house at the end of the day and I get very frustrated. There is usually a bit of a mess from a Tornado, Munchkin blankets and bottles everywhere and a bit of dog hair. Then I think about why the blocks form a train in the living room, 8 blankets are on the baby mat, the crayons are in the dog bowl, 6 sippy cups are scattered about, baby bottles are piled in the sink, and the toy boxes are up ended. It is because we played choo choo train with the blocks, built a fort while pretending to be ghosts, emptied the crayon bag out to have me wear it as a hat, were searching for a specific ball to play catch, and needed milk, water, and orange juice to drink. Instead of cleaning, I snuggled Munchkin, nibbled on her little legs, and we all did tummy time together. We talked to her bugs, read a dozen stories and helped Tornado learn to get her own water.
Tonight I got it all cleaned up before I climbed in my bed. Each toy and area of destruction makes me smile. Memories were made today and that makes for a great day.
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