Do you want to know about how many diapers I change in one day? At least 10 but usually more like 12 or 14. Every day. Sometimes I am lucky and get to change 15. It is unreal to me. In a week or so, I am pushing one little bum out of the diapers and into his cute little Lightning McQueen underwear. And believe me when I say I will be pushing...we have been talking about this and practicing for at least a full year and he does NOT think it is a good idea. But 3 is my limit, absolutely. And so like it or not, that little boy is learning to use the toilet.
I think my baby girls can sense my sadness that they are growing up way too fast. They have been indulging my need for lots of cuddles & snuggles. Even Callie will snuggle with me a little bit. I just love how their cute squishy bodies fit so well next to mine. I love how they laugh when I give them machine-gunner kisses on their cheeks and necks. I love how they come to me when they need protected from the mean ol' vacuum. I love how they get so excited to see me when they wake up and can't hardly stand to wait for me to get them out of bed. My Kimber is starting to walk. Callie is cruising around things and crawling all over the place. They are 10 months on Wednesday.
I love my job. It's been a little hard lately. I'm tired. I worry about things. Sometimes I get emotional and needy. Occasionally I get sick of doing the laundry and the dishes. I am forgetful (I really hate that one). This too shall pass.
I have the best husband in the world. Hands down.
That is all.
