Yea, two seems to be sufficient
Some days I find myself in a sentimental hole, thinking I need a bunch more babies. Other days, my kid pees on me at the mall, completely on purpose and I think to myself - "Two kids seems pretty sufficient."
We're at the mall today, and I had to feed Hazel, so I asked Alice if she had to go potty before I got started. She told me no, so I start nursing Hazel. All of a sudden, she has to go. She's fooling around, running, playing, then starts to pull her pants down telling me she needs to pee. I ask her to please hold it and we'll go ASAP. Instead of that, she walks over to me, pulls down her pants and undies and squats down on my foot and pees on me. I had no clue what to do or say. This is clearly one of those moments where the biggest decision is whether I should laugh or cry about it.
We were out of town for a week, and while it was fun and full of baby snuggles, it was also pretty exhausting. Hazel doesn't excel when she's out of her element, so my usually overly jolly child had a case of the cranks for part of our trip. She's still awesome and happy, even when she's a little out of sorts, but she's much easier to manage when she's herself. Alice did well, aside from a few bouts of mild toddlerness. Those were a rarity or non existent around our house for a very long time and have been slowly creeping in to our lives from time to time.
We left last Friday to go to Disney with my parents and Sande. A good time was had by all, most especially Alice. Homegirl managed all day at the parks with no nap and was a champ. She turned into crazy drunk lady late into the evening, but I still do find her very entertaining. The trip included one day at the parks, a couple days fooling around at the pool and the hotel, a visit from Ashley and Jenn and just generally relaxing.
We left on Tuesday, Jon for Miami and me for New York. I flew up there with my parents, which was a very smart decision. It was nice to have a couple extra sets of hands to help in the airport and on the plane. They went to Manhattan, Sarah picked me and the girls up at the airport. We got there just in time for nap time, so I threw Alice in a pack n play and ran downstairs to snuggle Eliza
She is a total snuggle monster
The rest of the week looked an awful lot like that. My parents and their endless supply of energy (well, mainly my mom's, but dad is along for the ride) wanted to take Alice into the city and stay with them for a couple days. More than I'd want to get myself into, but they were jazzed about it, so they did. They had a blast - went to the parks, Serendipity, rode a pedicab through Central Park, got hot chocolate, went shopping. They all seemed to really have a lot of fun. We got her back on Thursday afternoon. The weather was beautiful all week, and it was nice to just hang out. I had zero desire to go do much aside from nuzzling Eliza's wild, soft hair.
I had to leave early Saturday morning to make it home in time for a baby shower. I wasn't stoked about flying by myself with both girls, but they were both awesome. We all made it home in one piece and look forward to going back soon.
The rest of the weekend was spent hanging out - going to dinner, playing outside, going to Robert is Here to feed the petting zoo animals, Target, our general sources of entertainment for the weekend.
This morning was a first for me. For the first time in my two years and seven months of parenthood, I put on a movie for Alice so I could be productive and clean my filthy house. I'm really quite impressed with myself that I've made it this long. It was really nice, actually... Hazel was napping, so I let Alice watch Inside Out so I could mop the floor and clean. I won't be making a habit of it, because she sort of turns into a zombie in front of the TV (which is why we never turn it on), but it's a nice thing to keep in my pocket as a special treat when she won't let me do shit around the house. She does look awful cute, though, all snuggled up on the couch.
We're at the mall today, and I had to feed Hazel, so I asked Alice if she had to go potty before I got started. She told me no, so I start nursing Hazel. All of a sudden, she has to go. She's fooling around, running, playing, then starts to pull her pants down telling me she needs to pee. I ask her to please hold it and we'll go ASAP. Instead of that, she walks over to me, pulls down her pants and undies and squats down on my foot and pees on me. I had no clue what to do or say. This is clearly one of those moments where the biggest decision is whether I should laugh or cry about it.
We were out of town for a week, and while it was fun and full of baby snuggles, it was also pretty exhausting. Hazel doesn't excel when she's out of her element, so my usually overly jolly child had a case of the cranks for part of our trip. She's still awesome and happy, even when she's a little out of sorts, but she's much easier to manage when she's herself. Alice did well, aside from a few bouts of mild toddlerness. Those were a rarity or non existent around our house for a very long time and have been slowly creeping in to our lives from time to time.
We left last Friday to go to Disney with my parents and Sande. A good time was had by all, most especially Alice. Homegirl managed all day at the parks with no nap and was a champ. She turned into crazy drunk lady late into the evening, but I still do find her very entertaining. The trip included one day at the parks, a couple days fooling around at the pool and the hotel, a visit from Ashley and Jenn and just generally relaxing.
We left on Tuesday, Jon for Miami and me for New York. I flew up there with my parents, which was a very smart decision. It was nice to have a couple extra sets of hands to help in the airport and on the plane. They went to Manhattan, Sarah picked me and the girls up at the airport. We got there just in time for nap time, so I threw Alice in a pack n play and ran downstairs to snuggle Eliza
She is a total snuggle monster
The rest of the week looked an awful lot like that. My parents and their endless supply of energy (well, mainly my mom's, but dad is along for the ride) wanted to take Alice into the city and stay with them for a couple days. More than I'd want to get myself into, but they were jazzed about it, so they did. They had a blast - went to the parks, Serendipity, rode a pedicab through Central Park, got hot chocolate, went shopping. They all seemed to really have a lot of fun. We got her back on Thursday afternoon. The weather was beautiful all week, and it was nice to just hang out. I had zero desire to go do much aside from nuzzling Eliza's wild, soft hair.
I had to leave early Saturday morning to make it home in time for a baby shower. I wasn't stoked about flying by myself with both girls, but they were both awesome. We all made it home in one piece and look forward to going back soon.
The rest of the weekend was spent hanging out - going to dinner, playing outside, going to Robert is Here to feed the petting zoo animals, Target, our general sources of entertainment for the weekend.
This morning was a first for me. For the first time in my two years and seven months of parenthood, I put on a movie for Alice so I could be productive and clean my filthy house. I'm really quite impressed with myself that I've made it this long. It was really nice, actually... Hazel was napping, so I let Alice watch Inside Out so I could mop the floor and clean. I won't be making a habit of it, because she sort of turns into a zombie in front of the TV (which is why we never turn it on), but it's a nice thing to keep in my pocket as a special treat when she won't let me do shit around the house. She does look awful cute, though, all snuggled up on the couch.