From the trenches

Do you ever have days where you think (or cry) to yourself, "I am not cut out for this job!"...? If you're a mom, likely yes. It seems I cry that outloud nearly everyday. 

"This is a hard job, the hardest you'll ever have." ... "But the most rewarding." so they say. 

From the trenches, dinosaur chicken nuggets and pigs in a blanket make a perfectly acceptable dinner. (don't worry, we sliced up a banana for the big guy)

From the trenches, you let them pick out any toy because your mommy guilt is so bad.

From the trenches, photo collages like this are what you LIVE for right now!

From the trenches, you get this in your kid's backpack at the end of a stressful day and somehow all the stress vanishes. Kinda. ;)
 

From the trenches, you give chocolate milk and cake pops on your mommy/Jakey dates because. Just because.

From the trenches

I want to start a weekly-ish series called "From the trenches" to document this  c r a z y  time in our lives. I hear it time and time again that we'll eventually miss these days, and while I'd like to believe all those people, something tells me I won't. Ha!

I'm going to highlight some of the craziest/funniest/ridiculous things that happen around here because I think in 20 years, that's what I'll want to laugh about. 

So here we go.

From the trenches, this is a perfectly acceptable morning/breakfast. 

 

From the trenches, this is what we do when it's too cold to play outside. 

From the trenches, your husband sends you text pictures like this and you leap for joy! First bottle!

From the trenches, you wear your baby while sitting down because your arms and back hurt so bad from holding him allllll day. 

 

From the trenches, this is how we do dinner. Donald Duck is totally invited. (and mom and dad finished 20 minutes ago because we don't know how to eat at a normal pace)

 



From the trenches, it's perfectly normal to find us in our PJs swinging in the backyard in the middle of the afternoon. 

But look at that smile.