A good day

A beautiful day with family. We went to Zilker park, rode the zilker zephyr, June was unimpressed with the train but loved the slide and the double swing where she could face her dad. A bit of afternoon fun while both kids magically napped (#GCS, that's for you, Marc ;). We ended it with a steak dinner cooked to perfection. 

Last night we had a fantastic time watching the Indians vs the Cubs. I got kinda drunk and you know what, we both had a blast. 

I am ready for bed. It's 9:13 pm. 

Days are good and days are bad

All at once. Days are good and days are bad. But we still love and love and live. 

I love my children so much

Ridiculous amounts. 

Frank looking like a Junebug here...

Processing so much and trying not to cry.

Feelin good

I never got to nest before the arrival of Frank between all of June's health issues.  I am starting to finally get some of my nesting items off my list. To work on my home and myself a little bit. And I go back to work all too soon. If I could, I would stay with them, and be a full time mom at home. I would miss certain elements from work for sure, and I am sure o would find something else to do. I love them entirely, wholly, and want to be with them, my Frank and my June.

-Frank's endless smiles and baby wearing adorableness, hands and arms dangling in full trust. 

-June trying to take two "bags" aka purses to school today and when asked to take one she cleverly puts them both in one hand.

-June offering a bite of her food to Frank but not mom or dad. 

Today I love

Not the best of times between Marc and me

But I never want to forget this time. My baby is my baby. 

Junebug turns two

She can speak in sentences. 

She knows exactly what cake and cupcakes are. 

She is a very loving gal and sister. 

She is the light of our lives. 

Love this girl more than I can ever express. 

This is really hard

The no sleep, breastfeeding, your body is no longer yours period of motherhood. I love my baby, my babies, I truly do. They are my world. But I need to be me too. At least for an hour a week. And I don't know how to make that happen when I am so tired, when my baby doesn't sleep longer than 4 hours at night and doesn't take but 20 min naps during the day (arffgggf!!!) and I am so run down that I am the only one with a cold in the house. Everyone else had enough of a functioning immune system to not get sick but me. 

And then he smiles at me and I feel a bit of energy...