Dac doesn't like to sleep, and Pig doesn't like when I hold Dac. If you have any tips...
// I'm paranoid about scorpions. I found another bark scorpion in the boy's bathroom. It was dead, but it was still there. Had to have been alive at some point to crawl in there... *shudder*
I know scorpions aren't usually fatal but does anyone want a bark scorpion stinging their 7 month old or two year old?
// I love when I find a blog or an Instagram account that is super inspiring. These moms who have houses that look better than anything on Pinterest...who have 7 kids under five years old and they look put together and make their own furniture from scraps and keep up with home life and blogging and taking beautiful pics...like, how are you humanly possible?
Right now, I have dried baby puke on my kitchen floor. In two different places. From two different days. There are toys scattered in our living room; I almost knocked myself out on my bedroom door after tripping over a toy truck in the hallway. My hair is in a bun...the same one it's been in for two days. You'd think these moms would make me be a hater, but no...these moms inspire me to try a little harder.
// Despite what I just wrote, I've finally been keeping to a cleaning schedule. This is huge because I've pretty much sucked at anything homekeeping since I was pregnant with Dac. And then after Dac was born, I really got bad and pretty much stopped cooking too. I became obsessed with ham, cheese, and avocado sandwiches. And sweet tea. I could live off of that but apparently Luis can't.
I've been doing a load of laundry every day, making the beds and clearing clutter twice a day, keeping the kitchen clean and doing a chore. It's made such a difference. Dac doesn't make it easy but I just try and keep him entertained with a toy to suck on so he'll let me clean for five minutes here and there.
// Which brings me to Pig. I'm drowning in guilt when it comes to him. I don't give him enough attention, I scold him too much, lose my patience too much, don't do any crafts with him, don't feed him good enough, don't take him out enough...oh my, the list goes on and on and on.
At least he seems happy. That counts for something, right?
// Some things I'm looking forward to - getting our backyard landscaped {woo hooo!}, getting a swing set put back there, going on vacation in February, and all the holidays coming up!
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