Dang, I'm a Mom.....

This week it has finally sunk in that I'm a mom (I know I'm 14 months late.......... so go ahead and take 50 points off of my IQ....) Having one baby is a breeze now that I look back at it. But now that I have my arms full (literally) I realize that this mommy business is harder than I thought it would be. I told my parents this week that it really sunk in that I was a mom because I was holding both babies and I could tell by smell which one was poopy. I'm 21. Shouldn't I be partying every weekend and worrying about boy problems???? Then I realize how blessed I am that I'm actually past that stage in my life (plus it is fun to think that I have two pregnancies out of the way and most people my age still have all of theirs left..... mwahahahaha).

So here's one of my tales for the week: Yesterday I took Lily to get her 12 month immunizations (yes, I'm 2 months behind.... hand me the "Worst Mother of the Year Award"). So with Lily in one arm and my diaper bag and Sky in the other I try to open the doors to get into the building (in Rexburg this is a nightmare because there are always double doors!!!!). So as I wait Lily's running around the lobby while Sky's screaming because he's hungry (dang, I'd hoped he would just sleep....). Then finally they call Lily's name. We get all the paperwork done while she runs out of the room, takes off the magnets on the file cabinets, puts finger prints all over the window, and attempts to take off the books on the bookshelf. Finally it's time for her to get her shots. I braced myself because I knew she was going to get 6. But she was good like she was every time and only cried for about 60 seconds. Whoo. That's done. The worst is over. So with two babies and a bag in arms again we leave to go home. It's nap time, thank goodness. Lily wakes up 2 hours later, and then I realize, that, no, the worst is not over. She had 6 band-aids. Now she only has one. I can only see 2 in her crib. Where are the other 3? I don't know. Hopefully not in any of today's diapers......

This is a picture of Sky's hair after his bath. It's sooooo curly! He's only a week old in this pic and this is when I decided that he's my cherub. What a cutie!

Daddy and Sky

I just need to say how grateful I am for Ben. He has been the greatest support. When I had Lily Ben was working from 7 AM-11 PM every day and I didn't think it was fair that he do any nightfeedings so I think he did two total (when I was sick). He has a different job now and he has been helping me so much with nightfeedings and all sorts of other things. The other day when Ben was home for lunch I fell asleep while he was chatting with me (horrible I know) and I woke up 15 minutes later as he was putting the babies in their cribs to go to sleep so that I could also nap since he was about to return to work. I'm so grateful to be married. It's the best to have such a great best friend. And then I remember, yeah, I'm doing all of this pretty early in life, but it's pretty amazing. Life is good.