My baby will be twelve weeks old tomorrow.
Some days are better than others. Realistically some minutes are better than others.
Parenthood is a roller coaster ride. I found that out the hard way when my first little love was born.
One minute I find myself ogling at every little thing my baby does, talking baby talk with the best of them, and the next minute I am incredibly frustrated because my kids are screaming while I brush my teeth for the first time that day (at 2pm – hello coffee breath). I swear, I often feel like I am the emotional little monster in the house.
But I hope no one confuses my moments of frustration with my true feelings about my children and motherhood, and the joy I get from those precious moments of total sweetness in between the chaos. My babies absolutely know I’m crazy; they also know I am absolutely crazy about them.
Have you been on that roller coaster today?
If so, below is one recent example you’ll relate to, compliments of social media.
“Then all of a sudden you stop. You look in my eyes and grin from ear to ear.
And it’s my turn to tear up.
I freakn’ love you to pieces, Beautiful Monster.” – Love You to Pieces, Beautiful Monster
I know as a parent you get it.