How is it possible to fill 15 hours up until now, the moment I can sit here and stare blankly with the quiet finally, wondering just what did I do all day?
What didn't I do?
I took a shower -highlight number two- and actually styled my hair (I blew it dry with a brush! And put a little pomade in it.) I met with my child's teachers and made a really important decision. I managed melt downs and breast feedings, failed at nap time and succeeded at snacking and watering all the kids of the neighborhood.
Overheard Noah trying to sell his friend on coming to our house for dinner, "we have the best food."
Dirtied pots and pans and cups and plates, juggled homework and housework, and Ivy called me Ma for the first time.
Had not one moment to myself- just as I got the kids and baby to sleep, hubby pulled into the drive way.
Wanted to do so much more. I did what needed to get done now and put off what can be done tomorrow. Tomorrow doesn't have a lot to compete with. But I still feel like I did the best I could.
And it was a pretty good day.
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