...he won me over, the first time he cooked for me. After that, I knew he was the one. They say the quickest way to a man's heart is through his stomach. If so, I must be part man.
Food feud
Battle of the baby bulges
Since I was nowhere near my pre-baby weight by the time I got started on #2, I knew I was fighting an uphill battle. If I couldn't exercise with one, how would I ever manage with two, tiny humans demanding all of my time and energy?!
And the Oscar goes to…
We went about 6 rounds (of tag-pooping)...in 2 hours...I wanted to sever my nose. I was so done with all the kaka, I blurted out...
Anniversary presents
So I'm laying there, examining his face by the early morning light, overcome by love and all the sappy motherly emotions you hope could last all day. Then he wakes up and gives me the cutest smiles and sweetest hugs, I feel so blessed and I realize, this tiny human being, this is my gift. Every year, him and his brother are my anniversary gifts, and I love and cherish them so much I wouldn't trade them for the world. Then, in his loving play, he whacks me in the eye and I think, maybe I should have saved the receipt, hrmpff
Happy (so-so) mother’s day
Breakfast, play, diaper change, play, more diaper change, fight, play, meltdown (everyone gets a turn) and more play...
