I just can’t catch up. Having two babies, is harder than having one.
I know, I know, this isn’t news, but everyday at around 4:30 I start to feel the weight of this. And dang, we are wiped out.
Cop is 7 weeks old now, and we just got around to putting the crib together. He doesn’t sleep in it yet, but the piles of stuff all around our bedroom were stressing me out. We spent the weekend catching up on organizing all the stuff we let slide. I’m *hoping* that having a place for everything will make our lives a little easier. I feel like we are always scrambling.
It seems like there are always a few things left on my to do list at the end of each day, there are always dishes, always laundry, someone needs to eat or be changed or go for a walk. And then, when 7pm rolls around and Hen is in bed I can’t find the energy todo much more than pick up the living room, grab the remote and collapse on the couch with some knitting.
I used to think that if I just didn’t have to go to work everyday I could be like those Pinterest/blogging moms. The ones who get everything done, fix beautiful meals, invent ere active games to play with their kids and then still find time to take and edit pictures and write about it.
Now I know that it just must not be in my DNA. I can’t get everything done, let alone remember to blog about it. That camping trip we took? Awesome. Some new carries I tried out? Very cool. Our garden? Fruitful. I’d love to show and tell you about all of it, and maybe I will. I remain optimistic!
In the meantime, commiserate with me. Do you feel like you are always playing catch up? If not, what’s your secret? I want to be like you when I grow up!