Having kids isn't easy. Okay, sometimes it is flat out hard... buuuut there are those moments of sheer awesomeness that make all the snot, colds, poop.. mess and headaches worth it.
So have you ever met one of those people who lets on how PERFECT their child is. That they shit rainbows and NEVER, I mean NEVER make a mess. Well, they are full of shit or straight up in denial. My kids, I love them to death but they are hellions. I think hellions is being nice most of the time. They can tear a clean room apart in seconds. I clean and clean and clean, picking up the same mess over and over again-- but can you tell? Not really. For how much I do- you'd think I should be a size 2. haha. The kids are happy so that's all that matters right? Right? I keep telling myself I can have a clean house later in life when the kids are gone.. but then the largest one- the one I married-- ah, I won't even get started on his mess. Sheesh, my eye is twitching now. See- that's what the subject does. It makes my eye twitch! haha.
Looking back at my first born I never realized how lucky I was. She was an amazingly awesome baby. I got lucky. Really lucky. Now my son, he's another story. He never slept and tests me on a daily basis. The kids are polar opposites. I could lie and say that if I had my son first I wouldn't have had anymore kids but why lie. I would. They are awesome and give me a daily lesson in life.
They aren't perfect... But they are pretty damn awesome.
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