The Past Two Weeks

I've Enjoyed not having any expectations for my day besides eating, nursing a baby, changing diapers, keeping Asher from squashing Rose, and taking naps.

I've been Grateful for a wonderful mother-in-law who took care of us for almost a week and then graciously "kidnapped" my two-year-old for a few days.

I've Slept. Which is quite the accomplishment for me, considering I didn't sleep more than 24 hours the first two weeks after Asher was born.

I've sat under the apricot tree, Nursed Rose and watched Asher play basketball almost every afternoon.

I've Worn my sweat pants every day and haven't put make-up on for a week.

I've Learned that when my little boy is throwing a tantrum it is most likely because he just wants my attention. It can't be fixed with food or bribes (not even fruit snacks)-- he just needs his mom to hold him. I can do that.

I've Wished almost every day that I was more patient and didn't lose my temper so easily.

I've been Tricked by my little boy. He wants to hold his little sister so much that often tries to distract me (like telling me he wants a drink of water) and then races to the bouncy seat and tries to pick up Rose by himself. She has come pretty close to being dumped on her head. Poor girl.

I've already ventured out by myself, with both kids in tow, and Survived with only minor scrapes and bruises.

I've Realized that in less that four years Jon and I have doubled ourselves. Wow.

I've Eaten meals I didn't have to prepare and for which I didn't have to do the dishes.

I've loved having two children...my life and my soul feel more Complete.

I've been Blessed.