During the winter months I feel a little nutty. Yes, nutty. You know--the type of nutty your child gets when they are tired. Well, winter makes me feel this way. I feel cooped up. I feel anxious. I just need to get OUT. And with two children getting OUT is a tough task. Why you ask? Let me document all the ways it can be challenging. I decided to do this little project when I was craving to shoot something. When I say shoot I mean take photos FYI. Yeah I am nutty, but not that nutty. ;) Oh and mind you while I am sitting down to type this blog post my 7 month old is crying. Crying because he is tired, quite frankly most days I feel like crying because I am tired. My four year old is "ipadding" and this chick navigates YouTube like no other. Most videos consist of My Little Pony Toys and the occasional Surprise Egg opening. Yes egg opening videos. To my surprise many other moms tell me their kids love the surprise egg videos and I bet they aren't kidding because this video has had like 1 million plus views and I know it aint adults. If it is--someone needs to seek therapy.
On to my point--I documented a small outing to my grandma Lou's house. I wanted to just take you through a trip of "getting ready with two children" Here we go--
Socks Match. Great! Off to a great start.
Getting Diaper bag ready. Jay see's ball.
Jay is mad he can't get ball.
Ah yes. Let's not forget My Little Pony stuffed animals. (Rae's new obsession)
Mom I don't care about all the Paw Patrol toys I wanted so badly at Christmas
All I want is My Little Pony stuff now. Obsessive compulsive much?
Ah. The diaper bag. Wipes. Change of clothes. Formula. Food. Bottle. Oral Gel.
I think we have it all squared away.
Getting little brother buckled in while he stares at his sister intensely.
Oh Jay you are so cute. I have you all buckled in. We are ready to go.
Wait, what is that smell? Oh you pooped. Great. Let me unbuckle you and head back into the house.
It NEVER. FAILS.
Oh glorious day. We are finally out the door and headed out the driveway.
Thank you Chevy Malibu for this wonderful back up cam that has saved my butt.
(besides that one time...)
Didn't forget the mail to take to the post office.
But I did say "forget it" when we passed the Post Office. Too difficult with two kids.
At least it is for me.
Well here's a phone call that isn't going to be answered.
Sorry, I am not paying a medical bill today.
Looking in my rear view of this sweet girl with Rainbow Dash.
PSA: I DID NOT TAKE ANY PHOTOS WHILE IN MOTION OR TO PUT ANY OF US IN DANGER. LET ME MAKE THAT CLEAR.
"Mom turn it up." (She loves the "SAIL song") I think it's just the fact she gets to scream SAIL.
Oh well we both have fun doing it.
So about at this point when we have reached grandma's which is about 25 minutes away on a slow day
I realize I FORGOT MY DIAPER BAG.
Walgreens. My favorite convenience store. aka: The store I head to when I forget something. ugh.
Back to Lou's house. No I don't regularly leave without my diaper bag. But I have once or twice.
Or three times give or take.
We make it to Lou's--the toys are coming out.
I survived the trip. ($40 dollars later)
Did I mention I left my lens cap in the Walgreen's basket?
And it's only 1 pm. Oh well. Not every day is like this one. But I am thankful for each day I have with my little ones even if I am a hot mess. Even if the whole day is entirely exhausting and up in the air random. It's just little things that go wrong. My kids are healthy, my husband is healthy, I am. And so is the rest of my family. I could not ask for more. I am blessed. My days remind me of this song:
In the middle of my little mess. I forget how big I am blessed." -Francesca Battistelli
It's true though. Don't we tend to forget how blessed we are while having such trivial nuances occurring?
Thanks God. For all the days I have with my babies. Even the days I forget my diaper bag.