These are the days I'll remember

These days, I am teaching two precious little girls how to be nice. And not call each other "poopy head".

These days, I find myself turning my head to hide my laughter when they spontaneously say or do something they shouldn't. The names they tend to call each other are often so funny, but I have to be stern. And laugh about it later.

These days, I hear countless made up knock-knock jokes that don't make any sense. Or have a punchline. But we laugh anyway.

These days, I'm quite weary of answering obvious questions. But then I remind myself that the answer may not be so obvious to a four-year-old. I do have a few years of experience on her, after all.

These days, I am thankful for my loving family and friends. I don't deserve friends as good as the ones I have.

These days, I am overjoyed that so many of my closest friends are experiencing motherhood for themselves. It's a wonderful journey that I'm happy to share with them.

These days, I want to be done changing diapers. I dream of permanently erasing diapers, wipes, and Diaper Genie refills from my too-long grocery lists.

These days, I don't wish for a diaperless household for too long. A little girl in diapers is still a baby to me. And I don't want her to grow up too fast.

These days, I don't spend a lot of time getting ready to go anywhere. If I can find a piece of clothing without wrinkles, I'm pretty much done. Unfortunately.

These days, I don't get out as much as I like. Unless you count going outside to help the little ones catch lizards, bugs, and butterflies.

These days, I don't do, think or say anything without taking two little precious lives into account. I cannot remember how I used to make decisions before 2003. Winging it, I guess.

These days, I cannot go out in public without making a mental note of where the nearest potty is. Also, I never say bathroom anymore. Just potty.

These days, I am thankful that my children are healthy. And happy. And loved by so many.

These days, I cannot believe my tiny sweetheart is going to be two years old next week. I was looking at pictures from last summer - she has grown so much! (I can't wait to share her birthday montage with you!)

These days, I laugh and cry at the same time. It's wonderful to hear those belly laughs coming from the next room. It makes me smile. And then there are often tears of joy. I know that roaring baby laughter doesn't last forever. Little girl laughter is quite different from baby laughter.

These days, I am desperately trying to remember that newborn smell. How quickly it disappears. But how sweet it is.

These days, we're all sleeping well. We learned, after almost two years, that the key to get Cailyn to sleep through the night is to put her in bed with Carys! She wants to be close to someone, and I assume it's not so much who is beside her...she just wants to reach out & know that someone is there. I can appreciate that.
Sweet dreamy bliss. She's been sleeping through the night for about three weeks now. If only I had thought about it sooner.

These days, we're researching a new mattress set. Why? See above note. The girls are snuggling together in a twin bed. Time to move up!

These days, I could not possibly be any happier, blessed or thankful.
These days, I am happy beyond measure. And glad that life is good.