I get this question a lot, "How's life with two kids?"
The short answer: It's amazing.
The long answer: It's really amazing.
The really, really long answer: It's really, really amazing!
I do think some people think I am like a super wonder women, but I'm not. I know there are people I follow via blogs and Facebook and wonder the same. I mean seriously you had time to go to the gym, work, take your kids here and there, make dinner from scratch, attend PTA meeting, do the laundry, wash the dishes, play with the kids, walk the dog, while taking photos of all of this and then slap them into a post all in the same day? Now that is wonder women. You'd find me still back at make dinner from scratch.
It's all about getting a routine for me that is keeping life, sorta sane. I used to be able to get up at 4 am for the day, no problem, but when kids (yes both) don't sleep through the night (I know even at almost 3.5 years and 6 months old) 4 am turned to 5 am which is now really closer to 6 am. I also stopped trying to work (edit photos) when the kids are awake. It's much to challenging and then I feel like I am missing out stuff, even if it's just bath time. Any client work doesn't usually start until after 9 pm and I put myself to bed every night before mid-night. It turns out I do need sleep! This was my biggest mistake for the past few months, I hadn't realized that I was so tired that I was actually physically sick from the exhaustion.
I am realizing I'll probably never get over the feeling like I am missing my kids growing up. But what I have realized the more time I dwell on that, the more I miss everything that I do get. Let's face it, we all can't be stay at home moms. I think I've got over mourning that, but honestly a part of me will always hold on to that hope. We have to keep dreaming! Having kids of my own now, I see the need to shoot beyond the stars, kids do, why can't we?
Evenings with two kids can be pretty chaotic---well that's more around dinner time and since Doug and I are lack of planners, we never knows what's for dinner. We get home around 5, so it's usually a rush so we can have something on the dinner table by 6. And then it's clean up from everyone dropping their things at the door on their way in and time to give the dogs such much needed attention.
After dinner time is my favorite. My jammies are usually on by 6:30 and my hair pulled up into a pony ( I have to be comfortable). Our evenings are filled out with building forts, playing Candy Land & Sneaky Squirrel games, reading stories, hide and seek, bath time, snuggles and then it's nap time. Yes, "Time to take a nap" is what Harrison calls bedtime. Little quirks like this, I'm sure I won't forget. A couple other things is when he is really excited about something he shouts, "Ewww," And when we were playing a game the other night and he took the lead, every time he would score and say, "that's not fair." A little expression confusion:).
Don't let this post fool you. Every single minute of every single day is not blissful. We are raising a 3 year old---chances are you have heard the expression that "3s are worse than terrible 2s." And at 6 months---that toothless, gummy grin isn't always on his face. Some days are survival mode, but this is real life and this is what I love about our life.
Enjoy a much needed miss-mash of photos.
The short answer: It's amazing.
The long answer: It's really amazing.
The really, really long answer: It's really, really amazing!
I do think some people think I am like a super wonder women, but I'm not. I know there are people I follow via blogs and Facebook and wonder the same. I mean seriously you had time to go to the gym, work, take your kids here and there, make dinner from scratch, attend PTA meeting, do the laundry, wash the dishes, play with the kids, walk the dog, while taking photos of all of this and then slap them into a post all in the same day? Now that is wonder women. You'd find me still back at make dinner from scratch.
It's all about getting a routine for me that is keeping life, sorta sane. I used to be able to get up at 4 am for the day, no problem, but when kids (yes both) don't sleep through the night (I know even at almost 3.5 years and 6 months old) 4 am turned to 5 am which is now really closer to 6 am. I also stopped trying to work (edit photos) when the kids are awake. It's much to challenging and then I feel like I am missing out stuff, even if it's just bath time. Any client work doesn't usually start until after 9 pm and I put myself to bed every night before mid-night. It turns out I do need sleep! This was my biggest mistake for the past few months, I hadn't realized that I was so tired that I was actually physically sick from the exhaustion.
I am realizing I'll probably never get over the feeling like I am missing my kids growing up. But what I have realized the more time I dwell on that, the more I miss everything that I do get. Let's face it, we all can't be stay at home moms. I think I've got over mourning that, but honestly a part of me will always hold on to that hope. We have to keep dreaming! Having kids of my own now, I see the need to shoot beyond the stars, kids do, why can't we?
Evenings with two kids can be pretty chaotic---well that's more around dinner time and since Doug and I are lack of planners, we never knows what's for dinner. We get home around 5, so it's usually a rush so we can have something on the dinner table by 6. And then it's clean up from everyone dropping their things at the door on their way in and time to give the dogs such much needed attention.
After dinner time is my favorite. My jammies are usually on by 6:30 and my hair pulled up into a pony ( I have to be comfortable). Our evenings are filled out with building forts, playing Candy Land & Sneaky Squirrel games, reading stories, hide and seek, bath time, snuggles and then it's nap time. Yes, "Time to take a nap" is what Harrison calls bedtime. Little quirks like this, I'm sure I won't forget. A couple other things is when he is really excited about something he shouts, "Ewww," And when we were playing a game the other night and he took the lead, every time he would score and say, "that's not fair." A little expression confusion:).
Don't let this post fool you. Every single minute of every single day is not blissful. We are raising a 3 year old---chances are you have heard the expression that "3s are worse than terrible 2s." And at 6 months---that toothless, gummy grin isn't always on his face. Some days are survival mode, but this is real life and this is what I love about our life.
Enjoy a much needed miss-mash of photos.




















































