On My Mind

I have a few things on my mind this second day of August. The year 2017. This is the year my oldest starts elementary school.


I am dreading it. She is counting down the days. She is beyond ready. Me, not so much. I wish I could wrap her up and tuck her in my pocket. I am not ready to share her with the world or not have her by my side morning noon and night.


I know that this is a step in life we all must take however I never anticipated it being so hard on me. I have been working full-time since she was 10 weeks old. But I dropped her at daycare, nursed her at lunch until she was 2.5 years old and then picked her up. Come September I will drop her off and not see her for 11 hours! AGH! My husband will pick her up from school. He will get those first excited hugs and kisses, the entire day summed up in a two minute run on sentence. All the new and exciting things she did that day, the new friends she made, what the teacher told her and who had a sad or happy face. I will miss that. I know it will be so good for my husband and her relationship but I am going to miss it more than I ever anticipated.


I am hoping I can wrap my head around the fact that I will have a kindergartner in just 4 short weeks. Right now - I think I am in denial.


Edited to add: 8 days before her last day of preschool and I am NOT ready. Probably even dreading it a little bit more since I have seen all the back to school signs from friends and family that have already gone back. Luckily we have until the day after Labor Day. 


Please tell me this is normal. I am running through all the ways I can quite working and homeschool. So far I haven't come up with any really plausible answers unless winning the lottery happens tonight. It is $700 million or something.


My daughter is so excited so I am trying to encourage that enthusiasm and not show her that her momma's heart is cracking.


She has her backpack hung by the door, her menu ready, and her thermos lined up on the counter. 9 more days she exclaims.


If you think about it pray for peace for this mommy's heart and a joyful first day of kindergarten on Tuesday the 5th of September.

My Sweetie Pie

It might take me months but I will be certain to jot down ten things about each of my children. So onto baby #3 and my sweetie pie.


Our son, Baby H. We adore you. If you ask who's baby it is the girls immediately pipe in MINE in unison. To say he is adored is an understatement. He is beyond loved, mauled and never left alone, ever.


These are the ten things I currently love most about our littlest little love bug.


1. He is happy. Always.


2. He loves his momma. Always. Ha, while he is content to see everyone, he lights up when he sees me and there is nothing more special than seeing the love your children have for you!


3. He loves his pets. "Dog-dog" was word number 3 I think. He giggles in glee when our mastiff sits close enough for him to pet, yank, ride or kiss. (Yes we have very tolerant dogs who adore their babies too).


4. His squishy thighs. Our girls were tiny petite little things (still are at 25 and 27 pounds at 3 and 5 years old). But baby man he has some rolls and some squish and I have all of the heart eyes for it.


5. He knows what he wants and will tell  you. He picked up sign language and talking really early and fast. He is so happy to tell you more milk, eat, all done, no, yes, bye-bye. There is no guessing with him. He will tell you.


6. He loves all things trucks, trains and tractors. We didn't have a ton of baby boy toys and are just now starting to acquire it however he has always gravitated to the trucks, trains and automobiles. He even makes the little noises and I have no idea where he learned them. My girls are girly girls so this is super foreign and fun.


7. He is a great sleeper (and now I probably jinxed it) but he naps well and goes right to bed.


8. He is a great eater. Happy to try anything once, again such a foreign concept with my allergy baby (#1) and my reflux baby who refused all food until she was two! He is still happily nursing which I am content with, I am in no rush to wean him.


9. He is cuddly. He gives the best kisses and hugs. I love that he holds on to my shoulders so tight with his little fists. He also leans into his kiss and makes the muah sound. Melt my heart.


10.  That he is ours. Man I love all of my babies and I am just such a lucky mommy.