Make a wish

My sweet sweet Eliot is turning 1. A whole year has gone by since I was in that hospital room wondering what on earth I was thinking birthing him naturally. I am so happy we are at this milestone. Eliot is so happy and silly as he learns to toddle, insists on drinking water from my cup and eating what is on my plate. "None of that baby food for me mom!" Oh and tonight he grabbed his sister with all his might and hugged his sister to his cheek with a look of sheer joy and fierce determination. We all better watch out, this little guy has plans!

Happy Birthday Buddy!

paddling in circles

Do you ever have those days when you need to get a few things done but just simply don't feel like it? So you finally push through that legargic unmotivated obstacle and get into a tiny part of that to do item and then the kids get clingy?

When I locked Eliot and my keys in the car this morning I should have given myself a hug and said, take it easy today nothing needs to get done that bad. But for some reason I just can't be ok with it today. My house is in post tornado aftermath, my little man's two front teeth are cutting, I am exhausted.