{263/366 | Blam} Ok

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’m trying to remember that I’ve only been a mother of three for a little over a month.  I guess because of pregnancy it feels like a lot longer.  I trying to remember so I cut myself some slack when the dishes aren’t clean and my laundry is all over and my clothes don’t fit.  Also because we are all still learning and adjusting.  As new babies go, Little Bub is a rock star.  But we’re having days, very typical newborn days, where I’m busy all day and I’m exhausted by the end and yet it seems like I accomplished nothing besides keeping the kids alive. And then I look over and he smiles or she laughs or he sings, and it’s ok.  They’re happy, we’re happy, things will get done and it’s ok.