(This question was on my Facebook wall and was not posting on my blog, for some reason!)
Do u plan on having more children? You seem like having 2 kids is effortless(I know it's hard) but you make it look very easy;)
First of all, thank you for your kind compliment, saying that I make it look easy. However, it makes me wonder if I'm accurately portraying my life here. I guess I tend to focus on the good and not the bad, hence, lots of happy posts, but, let me tell you, life gets rough here!
Take today, for example. There is a broken slinky on the kitchen table. Two piles of folded laundry sit on the bench at the foot of our bed, waiting to be put away ... and they've been there for two days. There is unopened mail on the island in our kitchen, a few dishes in the sink, and books spilled all over the floor, pulled from their bookshelf in the play room. I myself am unshowered, wearing my default sundress that I wear when I don't know what to wear (the same one I'm sure I've worn at least once this week already), my hair pulled back in a bun, with only a dab of eyeliner and mascara for the day. There are chores to be done but I frankly don't know where to begin, so I find myself getting nowhere. My attitude has been less than pleasant today, because today has simply been a bit "off", and feeling discombobulated is one of my least favorite things. I tried taking the kiddos swimming in our pool by myself for the first time and it was nothing short of an epic fail, thanks to the inaccessibility of our deck and pool (purposeful for the safety of our kids, but also making single-parent-swimming nearly impossible) and after I finally hoisted the kids onto our deck and got them dressed and sunscreened and floatied and ready, I realized the water was ice cold, and as soon as little tootsies hit the water, complaining ensued. The undoing of the aforementioned preparation took a long time and when I finally had the kids stripped down and in the house, Naomi left a present for me on the carpet, before I was able to get her in a diaper.
Just one of those days, you know?
My Mom called to ask me a question and a thirty minute conversation ensued, with me blabbering and blubbering and feeling altogether frustrated and helpless. With a side of self-pity. These days just happen. They are just hard. For no good reason, some days seem destined for a do-over right from the beginning.
I cleaned my closet in hopes it would help me feel better. It did a little.
That is in response to making it look easy. Truth be told, some days are easy. Some days are hard. But when I pick up Naomi and she snuggles into my neck, and Cub runs up to me from behind and hugs my legs tightly, I can't help but smile. The Mousie giggles, the talkative Cub who now narrates everything going on, prefacing every story with a prolonged, "Um ....", it's all a blessing. And imagining my life without those things seems unfathomable. When the walls close in and I just wish for some refreshment--a break from the mundane (laundry, dishes, laundry, dishes, laundry, dishes), I am reminded (constantly reminded) of how good I really have it. It is very humbling, to say the least.
So, do we plan on having more? Good question. I'll get back to you on that.
Thanks for asking these questions. I really needed to type this post today.
Have a lovely day.