Could anything be cuter?
It makes me so sad when people are negative about motherhood. It is so beautiful. As the my bagger helped me out to the car yesterday at the grocery store she kept saying, in her Vietnamese accent, “Oh, why do you have 4 kids. You must be so tired all the time. Clean up this mess, clean up that mess. No sleep.” I just smiled, kissed the baby I was wearing and said, “But they’re so fun. They are so good…”
Sure, I’m often tired. Sometimes I’m at my wit’s end with a screaming 2 1/2 year old who wants Superman fruit snacks for breakfast. But, when that 2 1/2 year old looks at my wedding picture he thinks I’m a fairy. Now, doesn’t that make it worth it? Someone thinks I have magical powers!
The joys of this day:
-watching interpretive dance in my very own living room
-mud pies and muddy toes
-4 sets of big blue eyes
-nursing a baby
-big sister attempting to change a diaper
-crazy curly hair
-soft baby breath and skin against my cheek
-a bike ride in the cool breeze
There are ideas swimming around in my head that probably won’t ever get to come out as art. There are a lot of clothes in my closet to don’t fit.
But, look at that little human up there. There really is nothing better than being his.


