Today my maternity leave ended. Boo! I handled it really well. No tears were shed so I consider that a win. I sure did miss my babies though. They were in good hands and I'm definitely looking forward to Wednesday!
I had to wake up at 6...I haven't intentionally woke up at 6 in I don't know how long. Since we were having the appraisal done on our house I had to take Claire to my MIL where Wyatt already was since he stayed the night after a fish fry yesterday. I had Claire there by 7:30 and I got to work at 8. After a lunch date with Ryan I tackled the last half of work, we went and got the babies and brought them home. After eating and baths we got them both to bed and I went to workout. Now, we are relaxing watching Dallas.Whew! Long day it seems, but this is my new normal!. Like I said, looking forward to Wednesday!
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Thursday, February 21, 2013
The Nitty Gritty
No, not Dirt Band and Fishin' in the Dark even though I'd like to be...
I'm all about honesty, especially when it comes to the ole blog. I want to remember these first few weeks of what having two babies is like, no matter how hard they have been...
This week has been the real deal when it comes to how tough having two under two really is. At times, I have it completely together. Wyatt is in a good mood and Claire is staying awake longer and eating/sleeping well. Laundry is getting done and my teeth are getting brushed. At other times, I feel like my world has been turned upside down.
It's tough. Plain and simple.
And since we are being honest, there are days when I want to run away. Don't get all judgey on me either. Unless you've done the two under two yourself, in that case judge away friends. Judge away. But Sarah, you chose this you're thinking. Yes, I did. But, like with your first born, no one can truly express how it's going to be until you are personally experiencing it. Now back to running like Forrest. This doesn't happen on Saturday or Sunday because I have an extra set of hands. But the days I am alone I cry more than a teenage girl who has been broken up with for the first time. Ugly cries. Okay, so it's not ugly cries, but they do make me feel ugly. They are the "movie" cries. Yes, that's more accurate. And it seems to only be when I have two crying babies next to me. One is hungry and one just wants me to do something with him. That's the hard part... Not getting to do something with Wyatt. I hate telling him just a minute baby or can you wait just a second? I want to be able to drop everything and help him put in a cd when he can't quite get it to snap in there. I want to be able to let him do his laundry as soon as the dryer starts beeping at us, but a lot of the the time I cannot and crying ensues. Oh the crying. His fits didn't bother me before Claire, but now? My word they infuriate me and crush me at the same time. I tell him I'm sorry a lot. He clearly doesn't understand though, but I desperatly wish that he did. I want him to know I'm sorry I'm busy. Sorry I have to put his needs on a back burner temporarily. Tough stuff I'm telling you! There are times I want to immediately pick up my sweet little newborn when she's crying ready for a bottle, but I also want to enjoy the time that I get to rock Wyatt to sleep for his nap since it only happens once a day. (He prefers his daddy at night.) She has cried more than Wyatt ever did as a newborn due to me fixing Wyatt lunch or changing his diaper. I know she will never know a difference, but it still hurts my heart.
Spreading my love between two kids is easy. Spreading my time between two is a little more challenging.
I want to soak up every minute of Claire's newborn stage and enjoy the last two months of Wyatt being a 1 year old, but at times I don't know how.
I think I have absolutely terrified Ryan a few times when he has come home and all three of us were crying. He has even asked me if I needed to go see my doctor. He's not the best at "talking" about emotions and what have you, but he does know what makes me happy. Presents! He brought me these home yesterday:
and asked if I liked them if I liked them. Of course I did, but I said yah, but where am I supposed to wear them. Ha, I'm such a turd. He loves me still though I guess. He probably thinks I have PPD. I think I have the baby blues. I didn't have them with Wyatt. With Wyatt I was simply overwhelmed and cried when he was leaving to go back to work. How dare he leave me alone with a newborn! This time though I think I crave adult interaction even more. Someone to just sit with me. Someone to entertain my other child. I know the days will get easier, but my word right now I'd love to go back to work. Yep, I said it. Don't get me wrong I love my babies and being home with them, but right now I feel run ragged even though I'm getting way more sleep that I did in those first few weeks with Wyatt.
I know a day will come when the clouds will part, birds will sing, and life will be easy again.
I'm ready for that. I truly am. But I'm also not ready to wish away some of the best days of my life. The days where I do have two in diapers and I get to capture sweet moments like this...
I'm all about honesty, especially when it comes to the ole blog. I want to remember these first few weeks of what having two babies is like, no matter how hard they have been...
This week has been the real deal when it comes to how tough having two under two really is. At times, I have it completely together. Wyatt is in a good mood and Claire is staying awake longer and eating/sleeping well. Laundry is getting done and my teeth are getting brushed. At other times, I feel like my world has been turned upside down.
It's tough. Plain and simple.
And since we are being honest, there are days when I want to run away. Don't get all judgey on me either. Unless you've done the two under two yourself, in that case judge away friends. Judge away. But Sarah, you chose this you're thinking. Yes, I did. But, like with your first born, no one can truly express how it's going to be until you are personally experiencing it. Now back to running like Forrest. This doesn't happen on Saturday or Sunday because I have an extra set of hands. But the days I am alone I cry more than a teenage girl who has been broken up with for the first time. Ugly cries. Okay, so it's not ugly cries, but they do make me feel ugly. They are the "movie" cries. Yes, that's more accurate. And it seems to only be when I have two crying babies next to me. One is hungry and one just wants me to do something with him. That's the hard part... Not getting to do something with Wyatt. I hate telling him just a minute baby or can you wait just a second? I want to be able to drop everything and help him put in a cd when he can't quite get it to snap in there. I want to be able to let him do his laundry as soon as the dryer starts beeping at us, but a lot of the the time I cannot and crying ensues. Oh the crying. His fits didn't bother me before Claire, but now? My word they infuriate me and crush me at the same time. I tell him I'm sorry a lot. He clearly doesn't understand though, but I desperatly wish that he did. I want him to know I'm sorry I'm busy. Sorry I have to put his needs on a back burner temporarily. Tough stuff I'm telling you! There are times I want to immediately pick up my sweet little newborn when she's crying ready for a bottle, but I also want to enjoy the time that I get to rock Wyatt to sleep for his nap since it only happens once a day. (He prefers his daddy at night.) She has cried more than Wyatt ever did as a newborn due to me fixing Wyatt lunch or changing his diaper. I know she will never know a difference, but it still hurts my heart.
Spreading my love between two kids is easy. Spreading my time between two is a little more challenging.
I want to soak up every minute of Claire's newborn stage and enjoy the last two months of Wyatt being a 1 year old, but at times I don't know how.
I think I have absolutely terrified Ryan a few times when he has come home and all three of us were crying. He has even asked me if I needed to go see my doctor. He's not the best at "talking" about emotions and what have you, but he does know what makes me happy. Presents! He brought me these home yesterday:
and asked if I liked them if I liked them. Of course I did, but I said yah, but where am I supposed to wear them. Ha, I'm such a turd. He loves me still though I guess. He probably thinks I have PPD. I think I have the baby blues. I didn't have them with Wyatt. With Wyatt I was simply overwhelmed and cried when he was leaving to go back to work. How dare he leave me alone with a newborn! This time though I think I crave adult interaction even more. Someone to just sit with me. Someone to entertain my other child. I know the days will get easier, but my word right now I'd love to go back to work. Yep, I said it. Don't get me wrong I love my babies and being home with them, but right now I feel run ragged even though I'm getting way more sleep that I did in those first few weeks with Wyatt.
I know a day will come when the clouds will part, birds will sing, and life will be easy again.
I'm ready for that. I truly am. But I'm also not ready to wish away some of the best days of my life. The days where I do have two in diapers and I get to capture sweet moments like this...
Being a mom to one was easy, but not near as fulfilling as being a mom to two. (For me.)
Thursday, July 19, 2012
Working hard or hardly working?
Today, Ryan returned from an overnight stay in Memphis. We missed him, but since he was "working" we couldn't rightly complain.
His "work" consisted of this:
He got to Memphis Motor Speedway to drive cars around the track this morning. I'm sure he was just hating life having to be away from family, driving fast cars, and getting to hang with 3 others from work. Wouldn't you? He had a blast and came back safe and sound.
Wyatt and I spent the night with Mimi and Pawpaw. I took him to school this morning and then napped all day. I'd say it was a good day for me too!
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Mr. Boss Man
I have a new boss and he looks something like this:
He's cute, right? (I think he is the one "man" I can get away with saying is the cutest.thing.ever. without his daddy getting offended.)
Anyway, like I said, he is my new boss...unofficially for the next 5 weeks. Officially beginning September 1st.
I am so excited and feel so extremely blessed that I am going to be able to work part-time Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesdays of each week beginning in September. That's in only a month! I am unofficially starting this schedule today, thanks to my (real) boss who I feel has bent over backwards for me. She has been really good to me and Ryan and I are both feeling very lucky.
While we are beyond excited about this new chapter of our lives, it comes with a little bit of mixed emotions and feelings. We are basically going from a two income family where we felt very comfortable to basically a one income family. Little scary, right? Absolutely. However, with lots of praying, budgeting, and realizations we find this to be a good fit for our family.
Wyatt isn't always going to be a baby. Oh you didn't realize that either? Well, it may come as an absolute shock to most just how fast babies do grow up. It's one of the saddest things I've ever seen. My newborn becoming a baby and soon my baby becoming a toddler. I wish I could just freeze time right now or at least be able to bottle up that baby smell, the baby laugh, the baby sounds, heck even the baby spit up smell. I know that I am going to miss every little bit of it once it passes. We thought long and hard if we were going to be able to "make" it comfortably like we were used to if I decided to work part time. With lots of thought and consideration of things, we decided that I in fact would be able to. Like I said, I feel so extremely blessed to be getting 4 straight days with my little guy and also a little "me" time by being out of the house working. I am honestly getting the best of both worlds.
It's going to be a change that is for sure. Random shopping trips to Branson for a weekend will now have to be planned and anticipated. We will be declining more invites to do stuff, but there is nothing more fulfiling than being at home more, having a cleaner home, more home cooked meals, more family time on weekends, a happier husband, and a happier marriage. I am so excited and I know that we are going to be fine and will adjust well.
“Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?" “For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. “But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you.
Matthew 6:31-33
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