BOTH of my kiddos started school today. What does that mean? It means I'm back at work. I say school instead of daycare because it makes me feel better. Where they go is a great place, awesome teachers, awesome curriculums - rules like, no baby in cribs unless they are sleeping no TV's, etc...it's a good place. But it's not home, and I'm not with them.
I have a great job at a thriving company so I honestly cannot complain at all. It's just that staying in our pj's until Ellen was over every morning with a hot cup of coffee and my beautiful babies by my side was amazing. Planning dinners, keeping up with laundry, seeing friends for lunch, rainy days where we baked cookies, played barbies, painted, and watched too much TV....all so incredibly wonderful memories. I cherished my time home this second time around more than ever, knowing it would go by so fast and also knowing it would be my last (while they are babies, at least). I had days where I screamed into a pillow when schedules just didn't stick and melt downs occured. Thankfully my husband was there to pick up the pieces when he got home and get us all back on track. I don't really remember those days near as much as all of the fantastic moments I had just being a full time mommy.
I've always struggled with this since having kids, as I'm sure most moms do. I don't believe I'm destined to permanently stay home with the kids, but I do think that maybe through a year old would be absolutely ideal. At this very moment that option just doesn't exist for me and I have to do what is best for my family in the long run. I'm 100% not trying to be all 'woe is me' here as there are hundreds of thousands of moms out there doing this everyday too. And, I do like working. Harder for me to see that at this exact moment because this is literally day 1 back, but I know I like the intensity, the challenge, and the financial reward that goes with having a career.
All things in time always work themselves out. Emotions will calm down, schedules and routines will exist and I'll still love on my babies every single day as much as possible. The 1st day of school was just tough for me, period.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Capturing.
I've been wanting to write a blog post FOREVER. I've been wanting to read blog posts FOREVER. I simply just have not done it. I REALLY want to get back on the bandwagon of posting regularly because I feel like I have so much to share with all 29 of you! This might go down in history as maybe one of the longest blog posts ever so pour a cup of coffee and get comfortable.
I've been home since the Friday before Ty was born. He was born on Wednesday, June 16th, and I literally thought I would write daily about the adventures of having two babies, summertime, birthday celebrations, graduations and trips. It's September 14th and all of those things have happened, memories in mind and not on paper. I have to go back to work on the 27th and I simply can't believe it. To many it may feel like I've been on "vacation" (as the young, ignorant boys call it) but to me I literally feel like we just got home with him. He's growing like crazy, and has changed so much in the short 13 weeks he's been here. He smiles and giggles almost every time you look at him. He sleeps from about 8:00 p.m. until 4:00/5:00 a.m., and gives us no fight when going to bed.
I keep waiting for that to change because it's a little too blissful. He's the littlest G and we are so grateful. Thinking about handing him over to someone else for 40+ hours a week makes me cringe.
Moving on from that topic now to avoid one of those start crying feel sorry for myself sessions. The summer was so much fun for us. BBQ's with friends, my birthday (DIRTY THIRTY!!!), a trip up to NYC to see family and spend a few days in the city. Our kiddos did great with all of the travel, we spent some time on Long Beach, Brooklyn, then in Manhattan. They rode on airplanes, taxis, cars, subways and were our little traveling soldiers. The oldest of the two had a MAJOR MELTDOWN in Central Park, worst in the history of her life, but that wasn't anything a few cold beers didn't fix for Dom and I when we got back to the hotel. She crashed for about 3 1/2 hours that day so clearly we over did it.
My birthday party was a huge success. To me, at least. Boat on the lake. Kid free for two days. A ridiculous amount of BOOZE. Best friends. Hot sun. Good music. Awesome memories. The hubs worked his ass off to make it all happen, I am a lucky girl to have that man. He makes sure I always know I'm loved.
More important than my birthday was my baby girls 2nd birthday! We had cake at her school, balloons, dinner with our family and a never ending pile of presents for her to rip into. She pretty much has a full vocabulary at this point, does most things 'ALL BY MYSELF MOMMY!!!!", is an amazing big sister, and
literally changes every day. I look at her now and know that time won't stop, it speeds up. I love that girl more than life.
It's the changing of seasons I suppose, although to me with this never ending heat wave it still feels like we should all be poolside. But, football games in the background are becoming an all too familiar sound. School has started for everyone, you can just feel the winds of change. Bittersweet for me as it means I'm about to close my final chapter of pregnancies, babies, and mommy time home. For now. Never know what the future holds right? And no, that doesn't mean more babies.
I am going to try, try hard, to blog more. My world around is so fast moving these days that I feel like if I don't force myself to capture some of this on paper I'll forget it all.
I've been home since the Friday before Ty was born. He was born on Wednesday, June 16th, and I literally thought I would write daily about the adventures of having two babies, summertime, birthday celebrations, graduations and trips. It's September 14th and all of those things have happened, memories in mind and not on paper. I have to go back to work on the 27th and I simply can't believe it. To many it may feel like I've been on "vacation" (as the young, ignorant boys call it) but to me I literally feel like we just got home with him. He's growing like crazy, and has changed so much in the short 13 weeks he's been here. He smiles and giggles almost every time you look at him. He sleeps from about 8:00 p.m. until 4:00/5:00 a.m., and gives us no fight when going to bed.
I keep waiting for that to change because it's a little too blissful. He's the littlest G and we are so grateful. Thinking about handing him over to someone else for 40+ hours a week makes me cringe.
Moving on from that topic now to avoid one of those start crying feel sorry for myself sessions. The summer was so much fun for us. BBQ's with friends, my birthday (DIRTY THIRTY!!!), a trip up to NYC to see family and spend a few days in the city. Our kiddos did great with all of the travel, we spent some time on Long Beach, Brooklyn, then in Manhattan. They rode on airplanes, taxis, cars, subways and were our little traveling soldiers. The oldest of the two had a MAJOR MELTDOWN in Central Park, worst in the history of her life, but that wasn't anything a few cold beers didn't fix for Dom and I when we got back to the hotel. She crashed for about 3 1/2 hours that day so clearly we over did it.
On the beach in Long Island
Brooklyn brownstone Dom grew up in
At FAO Schwartz
Both kids passed out in Central Park....heaven.
Ty hanging with Daddy walking the streets
More important than my birthday was my baby girls 2nd birthday! We had cake at her school, balloons, dinner with our family and a never ending pile of presents for her to rip into. She pretty much has a full vocabulary at this point, does most things 'ALL BY MYSELF MOMMY!!!!", is an amazing big sister, and
literally changes every day. I look at her now and know that time won't stop, it speeds up. I love that girl more than life.
I am going to try, try hard, to blog more. My world around is so fast moving these days that I feel like if I don't force myself to capture some of this on paper I'll forget it all.
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