If I were to describe my life right now, I don't think it would make for the most interesting post. I'm the mother of 2 young kids, one of which is a mischievious and busy toddler. I'm the wife of an amazing and busy man. I'm desperately trying to lose the baby weight but am completely and utterly unsuccessful in my attempts.
But as boring as that all sounds, there are so many things that happen during the day that are becoming the "Remember When" moments, those moments where today they make me frustrated or horrified, but in 20 years I will look back on them and laugh.
Like when I caught my monkey of a 2 year old sitting in the suitcase that was being packed for our trip to Paris, surrounded with shreds what was the pretty wrapping paper of the gifts we were to bring along. And when she licked (yes, licked) her babysitter's behind and found it the funniest thing in the world. And when she got out of her bed, went into her sister's room, and decided to create a giant mural on the freshly painted wall with a ball point pen. And when she was hungry and dragged a chair over to the stove, turned it on, filled a pot with pasta and put that on the hot element, miraculously without burning herself. At 5:30am. Or after a punishment I asked her how we got there, and she said, "well, mama, once upon a time I was a princess, and I hitted my stister and taked her toys and waked her up. But Jesus still loves me though, mommy".
And then there are the moments that I cherish even as they happen, and that I know I'll hold dear as time marches on. Like when Elowenn giggles as I kiss her chubby feet. And when Charlotte throws her arms around me and says, "Mama, you're my best friend. I love you so much in the whole wide world!" And watching my little 4 month old sleep, a chubby dimpled hand resting on her squishable rosy cheek. And dancing around in crazy circles with my little Lottie, all to fall into a heap on the floor and a tickle war ensues. Or seeing the excitement when Daddy walks in after a long hard day at work as one little girl does the happy dance and the other grins ear to ear.
It's an exciting and crazy time of life. It keeps me on my toes, and I am by no means a ballerina. But I love it.
