For some reason, it just seems like life is hard lately. I'm tired all the time and so I'm crabby all the time. That carries over to my kids. A LOT! You know the old saying, when momma ain't happy, ain't no one happy? Well, it is really true in this case. And that makes me sad.
I want to be that momma that the girls look back at and smile when they think of the fun we had together. The awesome things that they learned from me and the memories we shared together. Today I said, "It's cold outside." And 3 year old Lilla said, "That's because the temperature dropped." Huh???
She then proceeded, of course, to ask me how a temperature drops. I was like, um, mumbling something about barometric pressure...wind from the North...Williard Scott anyone? Yeah, clearly she understood every word.Little Miss Anna is now 12 weeks old and I just think, where could those 12 weeks have gone? Did I stop to breathe it in for even a moment? It barely seems like it. When the peanut was this young I was with her every second, loving and hugging and rubbing baby oil all over the little crevices. Anna has had like 2 baths. OK, not 2, but you know what I mean! She just doesn't get that same attention and I'm wondering if she doesn't feel loved like Lilla did. She looks at me so desperately wanting my attention and I've got my mind on 10 other things and she doesn't get it.
Sorry this post is so scattered...just too much on my mind. Too much to do. Maybe I need an internet break. Take care of my kids...refocus...and go to sleep now.
How are things with you?