Well, my little alien is officially 6 weeks old. This means that we have diapering down to a science, breast feeding is old news, and sleep is a mystical creature. Actually, I’m getting a decent amount of sleep due to my wonderful husband.
Hubby has the opportunity to stay home with the girls this year. I’m not going to have to put my sweet infant into daycare and Hubby is going to be the “Room Mom” for Goober’s class! Very exciting! (I can’t wait to go on a field trip.)
Oh…did you catch that? Goober is going to be living with us during the school year! Yay!! It has been a very long process, but in the end what is best for the child is what overcomes all!
On a different note…life as a mother with a 6 week old and a 6 year old is…well..busy. I feel like my laundry machine is my new best friend. We’re quite close. I am constantly washing something whether it be the cloth diapers, clothes, burp clothes, clothes, bottles, pumping supplies, pots…something! Then I have to turn around and wash children too. Geez. At least the 6 year old can wash herself now! It took us all summer, but she can do her own shower. SUCCESS! (It’s the little things in life after all)
This is my last week off work, and then you will be getting updates about a working mom of two. Scary. This summer I went from a married couple, with no kids, living in an apartment to a married couple with two kids that own their home. It’s been a busy couple of months.
Motherhood is great, awesome, and fantastic. I will say that I haven’t forgotten my miserable pregnancy or delivery. I will also say that around this time next year I may be pregnant again. *Sigh* I know what I said. I know what I bitched about. I know, I know. Go ahead and say it “I told you so!”. Yes, everyone knew that I’d have another one. That’s fine. I’m planning on bitching just as much during the second pregnancy so be prepared.
