I love having two kids, but it has been the hardest thing I've ever done. I feel like I'm going, going, going all the time. It's feed Owen, get Mya dressed, change Owen's diaper, take Mya to swimming lessons, bathe the kids, feed Owen, get him down for a nap, try to clean up the breakfast mess, do a load of laundry, get some lunch for Mya, put her to bed, get Owen up, and on and on. It starts to feel like I never get an hour to myself. By the time I get the kids to bed at night and get the kitchen somewhat cleaned up, I'm exhausted and don't have any energy left to do my hobbies or whatever it was that I wanted to do during the day that I never got time for.
A little glimpse into life with Mya
I'm so lucky to have Dunc who helps out a ton and helps me stay excited about being a stay at home mom. We love our kids to death, but they (Mya) drive us crazy. Mya is the smartest, strongest willed little child I've ever met. She wants to do things her way, when she wants to, and she wants to do it "BY MYSELF". Some days I love that independence and strong will and other days it's all I can do not to lock myself in my room to get a break (because if I tried to lock her in her room she'd find a way to escape in about five minutes). She is such a sweetheart one day and the next she is a bundle of destructive energy.
I worry that I won't be able to teach her the things that are important or that she'll grow up hating me because we are always butting heads. I hope that she feels how much I love her and I hope that her desires to be good outweigh her desires to do what she wants. My family always teases me that she is exactly like I am and my dad always tells me that she'll be a powerful force for either good or evil someday. I'm doing everything I can to help her be a force for good, but in the end, I know that she will be so great no matter what I do. She has such a kind heart and is so quick to notice when somebody is upset or angry. She always wants to help and loves to take care of people. She is especially sweet to her baby brother and is always looking out for him.
Taking care of her baby brother
I know this post has been disjointed, but it feels good to vent a little bit about my struggles as a mom. I am so blessed to be a mom and am hopefully growing and maturing through the craziness of it all. In the end, I wouldn't want my life to be any different. Except for some longer naps here and there. That would be nice.
2 comments:
You are doing such a wonderful job as a mom! I look up to you as an example of how I hope to be! (That is why you can have 8 kids and I will just have to focus on 2...haha) You definitely have a little smarty pants on your hands with Mya--and you're right, she is such a kind-hearted little girl. I couldn't be happier that Bridger gets to see her so much now and learn from her! She is teaching him good things by her example in between us getting upset with each of them. :)
I'm glad you keep your perspective on motherhood real because I pretty much feel the exact same way. ;) It is wonderfully hard. But, we do our best and somehow these amazing little people will grow up and make us proud...at least we hope so, right?
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