A Few Thoughts

Since I’ve gotten back from my vacation, I feel like a new woman. I feel a lot less frustrated, annoyed, and miraculously have a little more patience. I feel myself relaxing more and freaking out a lot less when it comes to the kids. The past few days I’ve thought about a few things:

-I wonder if any of my kids are going to have light eyes. Bryce has almost black eyes and Camryn has dark brown. Mine are hazel/green and my whole family has blue or green eyes. Maybe this next baby...

-I wonder if my kids are going to remember those times when I lose it and am beast-mom.

-I wonder if they're going to remember those times when I'm not:)

-I wonder if they are going to remember times like this:

-How do kids know when they really need to step up? I felt TERRIBLE yesterday and was in bed. I wanted to get the house cleaned because we were going out last night to Justin's boss's house and I have a weird thing about having the house clean for a babysitter. Weird, I know. So I scraped myself off my bed, terribly dreading the clean-up that awaited me and came downstairs to this:

Bryce cleaned the whole downstairs and was vacuuming when I came down. It was so cute I could have died or cried or something. Too cute for words. Then I got a load of laundry out of the dryer and he sat right by me and folded his clothes, put them in a pile and then in the basket. What a sweet boy.

-Why do I want to bite Camryn, she's so cute?

-I wish I could freeze time. Camryn is just the epitome of cuteness. She's so small and short and sassy and is talking so well in her little deep voice.

-I get a frog in my throat when I think about her falling down that hill at the park. 1-because she fell and I saw it coming and 2-because when she started falling she yelled, "Mommy, Mommy!!" and yelled it the whole way down and 3-when I picked her up her whole face was scraped up. If only I had lightning fast speed...

-Speaking of lightning fast speed, the other day we were at the park and Bryce was on his bike. He started going down a hill (and is still VERY timid on his bike) and lost control. He was on the other side of the park. Then he yelled "Mommy, STOP ME!!" And when I looked he was bolting down our neighborhood hill. I kicked it into high gear and booked it across the park, and down the street after him. Very soon after starting my "jog" I realized I wasn't going to catch him unless I starting sprinting. So I went into a full sprint - as fast as this plump little body could go. Can't you see it now? That actually would look pretty funny if you were watching it - a 7+ month pregnant lady in a full-on sprint. During the sprint I kept thinking "PLEASE don't let this put me into labor." But hey...I felt pretty good! Anyway. I finally caught up to him about 100+ yards down the street. Luckily Bryce wasn't too scarred from the whole situation and luckily my body allowed me to run a 100 yard dash without any aches, pains or labor:)

-I wonder when Justin is going to put the wires in the wall from the TV. I LOVE having the TV above the fireplace, but the wires are a little out of control.

-I wonder if I'm ever going to find my newborn box filled with all newborn necessities. That would be a tragedy if I lost it.

-I wonder how many nuts I can eat before I turn into one.

-I wonder why I'm so lucky. I married by far the BEST person in the whole wide world, have 2 healthy awesome kids and live in a beautiful mansion in my eyes. Too spoiled for my own good:)