At the end of a very long Monday afternoon where someone was always crying or pooping or not sleeping when they were supposed to be sleeping or just needing something (VERY URGENTLY RIGHT THIS SECOND) ... it's photos like these that I look at with tired eyes when it's all over again for another day. I look at the pictures of my babies and I find myself smiling despite my exhaustion, feeling so happy to have the chance to spend my days this way, to do it all over again tomorrow. I look at the pictures I took in the few peaceful pauses between the crying and pooping and not sleeping, and there are these moments. Moments where I see a child who instinctively loves his baby sister and is learning how to gently show her that love, moments where the house is silent but for the coo of a baby girl and the giggle of a silly boy ... moments that are caught in these photos that will one day all too soon seem like days so very long ago.
Days I'll wish I could relive, exhaustion and poop and all.
And lest I make it seem it was all goodness and fluffy moments, I give you this. Keeping it real and such.
hi! welcome to my blog, where i write about our life in durango, colorado. mostly i write about being a sahm to our three: anderson, vivian, and the newest addition, mabel gray (mg, mabes, etc.) yeah, three babies in just under four years. wheeeeeee! sometimes i write about stuff other than the mom stuff. like ... um ... okay, it's pretty much all about the mommyness up in here. i own it.