Thoughts Iโd start a tweet thread entitled โThe Moments Mikayla Feels Like She Has Finally Grasped This Parent Thing But Is So Wrongโ. Letโs begin with yesterday. My son barely had any Cheerios left his his box so I grabbed the bag out and put it on the floor for him to eat from
SJ was in Chicago for training with work for the last three days. The moment he gets home Charlie decided she is a daddyโs girl now and wonโt stop saying โdada dadaโ ๐ฅน
when itโs daddyโs turn to put b to bed, instead of getting him tucked into bed I can them watching car videos and talking about daddyโs corvette. my heart is melting hearing all this cuteness that I canโt even be mad right now ๐ฅฐ
B fell asleep in my bed tonight and as Iโm carrying him to his bed I realize how big he has gotten and in 10 or less weeks he wonโt be my baby anymore ๐ญ
If i wasnโt scared to wake up B with the flash (since the lights were off) I would have taken a pic of how cute they were together cuddling asleep. My heart melts at how much this man truly adores his family ๐
B didnโt want to go to sleep tonight or listen to me at all. I was on the verge of crying and giving up when SJ told me to go to our room. This grown man crawled into our toddlers bed and held B while he cried for me until he fell asleep and proceeded to fall asleep himself.
there is a fine line between: being extremely thankful and blessed being able to feel your baby move/kick vs this is extremely uncomfortable and annoying how active this unborn fetus is.
This lil girl is blurring that line tonight!
as much as a struggle the last week has been with my son, having him falling asleep holding my hand as I sing him to sleep makes up for all the negative movements ๐
Idk if I should feel offended or blessed that my hubby brought home a large McDonaldโs fries for me. Is he trying to say Iโm fat or completely understands my passion for fries and just wants to make me happy?
B asked to hold my hand on the way to daycare this morning and on our way home from daycare this afternoon. He has the sweetest heart that just melts me into a puddle in his hands. Even when my arm is contorted in an uncomfortable position half the time in driving ๐