satisfaction

 We dance to the beat of our own drum in this house. I snapped these photos of the peanuts this weekend and just about died laughing when I saw them again. We're a bit crazy in this house, and it shows. More pictures of this weekend to come soon...

So it's 3:58pm, and I just brushed my teeth for the first time today. Tsk, tsk. I used to look through the files of health histories at my old office and gasp when someone my age would admit to brushing their teeth once a day. It seemed absurd. However, I am a culprit of this very disgusting habit on about 3 out of 7 days of the week. Why the sudden change you wonder? I blame it all on those two little goobers above. We start and end our day playing dress up or running around the house, and sometimes I forget. It's hard to get away from these two for even a minute. You don't believe me...you should see my excellent bathroom skills. I should win a sanitation award for holding both children while going to the bathroom without exposing them to germs. 

Motherhood is a lot of work. But here's a little secret that I feel I need to share with you, I am loving it very much. I can't think of a single person on the planet who would envy my current situation (you know...being stuck inside my tiny house with no car and no outside the house activities), but I am actually beginning to find real satisfaction from my new day job minus my declining hygiene. I am no expert on motherhood. Luckily, that isn't a requirement to obtain one of these little stinkers. However, I feel I am really making headway when it comes to my own kids. I love being a princess or a farm animal. I love wrestling and rolling around on the ground with them. I love cooking with Mya. I love V's little face when I get her from her morning and afternoon naps; she looks at me as if I am her favorite person in the world (which is only true until Tim comes home because that man...well, he has her heart). I love reading books to the girls on the couch as we cuddle under two or three comforters. I love that I have figured out how to prevent tantrums on most occasions. I love so many little things. 

I do think there is a slight descent into madness when you become a stay-at-home-mom, but that madness is what makes playtime and imagination great. I used to think I was going to fail the moment I was stuck inside, but I haven't given in to failure yet. And while I have so much to learn, I really do love this gig.