I am sitting in bed, watching Cullen iron his clothes, prepping for the week. I have the monitor on, listening for Noah, and I have a sweet, tiny girl fast asleep next to me. Life seems just about perfect. On the flip side... I am ending my last week at home with Little Miss. I get an ache in my stomach every time I think about it.
These past eight weeks have been incredibly difficult, wonderfully exhausting, memory FILLED, fuzzy at times and absolutely amazing. I have learned lessons; Oh boy, have I learned lessons. I am learning to be a mom of two while still being a wife and a friend who can remember anything. I am still learning to be a mom of a little boy who is ALL BOY and wants me only every once in a while. {If you were still wondering... yes, he still very much favors Cullen. No, having a new baby always around Mommy has not made him jealous or want me any more than before - which was minimal to begin with. ;)}
This week was going to be filled with lots of snuggles, lots of lesson planning, lots of down time with my little darlings while trying to adjust to getting up before the sun/son and staying up! Instead, I have spent the week holding my girl and really soaking her in, and playing with my other sweet darling in the afternoon before his daddy gets home and takes over in Noahland.
Oh, staying awake...that is going to be the hard part. So, it is time to prepare for the hard part... starting life back up. I have loved being at home. Let's see if I can make it all work. Say a prayer for me?!
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