Tis the season...to be overwhelmed,
right?
I know a whole week off of blogging may not seem like much to the five of you that are reading, but for me it's when it starts to feel like a little piece of me is missing. And then of course I'm not really even sure what I want to write.
Reading
When Did I Get Like This? (What's that? Reading? Gasp, I know...getting a head start on one of my 2013 goals.) has been consuming most of my free time. Then I read
this article this morning about the sense of purpose related to blogging. It really helped me see that I should just run with my ideas. Those
When Did I Get Like This ideas I scribble down while Nate is eating breakfast and then type out as he has "rest time" ever so loudly above my head now.
So today my purpose is to keep it real and share a few of the snipits of my life that has been keeping me so very busy.
Motherhood lately is
-wrapping a book for the class book exchange at 7am on the basement floor in your bathrobe because you don't want to be the mom that forgets to send in by the day it is due.
-attempting a "crafty" Christmas activity only to put two frosting covered boys in the bathtub 10 minutes later.
-waking up at 3:30am in a panic because you remember that the elf (yes, that one) is in Nate's room and I had to figure out how to get it out.
-trying to forget that next week my baby boy turns two.
-being baffled that I am having full-on conversations with that same baby boy. His favorite thing is to inform me that "It's broken. Needs batteries." every time something is not working.
-Nate refusing to wear the cute appliqued Christmas shirt I got him because the first time I asked I acted sad when he said no and now he thinks it's funny.
-successfully hiding that the reason we went to church on Sunday night was for Mommy to swap cookies. AND I smuggled cookies back in the house without detection.
-being asked "Why you keep fighting with me?" on a particular afternoon when some correction was much needed.
-giving in to a Christmas request for
Pop the Pig- a disgusting game which I hope is quickly forgotten after it arrives.
-deciding how to wean the boys off "
chocolate bunny," possibly the worst impulse purchase to date. It's crack I tell you!
-putting an inflatable Christmas monkey and bear in your front yard because the boys adore them.