Today is one of those days.
The one where one baby decides to be fussy for no good reason. (To which you later discover he may just be starving all day.)
The one where you keep finding rice cereal and carrots in arm creases, behind ears, up noses, and in eyebrows hours after breakfast.
The one where you need four wet wipes before you even open the diaper.
The one where they want to play with the cover on the changing pad. And one of them wants both.
The one where the boys keep finding each other from across the room and start talking, which you can only assume means they're plotting against you.
The one where you try to protect your child's outfit from the inevitable vomit, only to have him puke all over his brother.
The one where you are still in your pajamas despite it being 12:30pm and you're still trying to make it out the door. (But at least you showered today, that's a marked improvement from some other days)
It's one of those days where you just have to keep laughing so you don't cry.
And of course pray you finally make it out your door to run a couple of errands with two babies, mostly clean, and not screaming, in hand.
The one where one baby decides to be fussy for no good reason. (To which you later discover he may just be starving all day.)
The one where you keep finding rice cereal and carrots in arm creases, behind ears, up noses, and in eyebrows hours after breakfast.
The one where you need four wet wipes before you even open the diaper.
The one where they want to play with the cover on the changing pad. And one of them wants both.
The one where the boys keep finding each other from across the room and start talking, which you can only assume means they're plotting against you.
The one where you try to protect your child's outfit from the inevitable vomit, only to have him puke all over his brother.
The one where you are still in your pajamas despite it being 12:30pm and you're still trying to make it out the door. (But at least you showered today, that's a marked improvement from some other days)
It's one of those days where you just have to keep laughing so you don't cry.
And of course pray you finally make it out your door to run a couple of errands with two babies, mostly clean, and not screaming, in hand.
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