Some days....
You wake up at 5:30 to workout before your toddler gets up and at 6:45 you are in your workout clothes but the actual exercise has not occurred and even though you know you have been quite busy, you have nothing to show for it.
Some days....
You go to get your toddler out of bed and he is just so cute you can't squeeze him tight enough. Then he grabs your face and sticks his against it and laughs and you think, "man this is going to be a great day".
Life could not possibly get better than this moment right here and now.
But then....in the midst of this glorious love fest you take the diaper off carelessly thinking it is only wet only to find out you were very, very wrong and the contents are now e.v.e.r.y.w.h.e.r.e. Chaos ensues. Details will be left off of here for politeness sake. Let's just say Henry's changing table started the day with a full box of kleenex and a new box of wipes, both are empty now. I don't even mind Henry emptied the Kleenex one by one because it kept him busy while I was holding Harry (dog) back with one leg and trying to clean up that which shall not be named at the same time.
Some days....
You think, okay we are only 20 minutes late after that fiasco, we can do this. Then comes a massive Nila wafer spill, a cup of mystery liquid has been poured on Harry (dog), toothpaste everywhere but in an actual mouth, loss of a shoe and a battle over taking cough medicine.
That's okay though. It is time to sit down and put on makeup with your audience of two (H&H). This five minute routine takes another twenty because someone wants you to read him a book, a detour off schedule that is always worth it. Henry laughing as I read the book- priceless. Eyeliner pencil he takes to the sofa that immediately follows....not so much.
Some days....
You are running so late and you simply can't find a
single thing to wear. You leave your closet wondering if your house has a ghost that stole all your clothes AND acted as a tornado coming through in the other rooms because as you round the door you think, "WAIT,
whaaaaaaat? I swear I cleaned this morning instead of exercising....how can this POSSIBLY be my house?"
Some days....
The last ten minutes getting out of the house might just about do you in- what's for lunch, where
is that missing shoe, feed the dog, clean yellow crayon off your MacBook, spill coffee down the front of your outfit you already don't like, stuff the baby into his puffy jacket.....then stop for just a second to take in the image of him so small in the puffer at this moment because again, your heart might just burst at any minute over the love for this being.
Some days....
Even though you spent two hours in complete chaos and you are frazzled before it is even 8:30, you get in your car and your son starts dancing to Cyndi Lauper and you know, those were a couple of hours you would
not give back if you could.
And on those days....
You might just pull out your lunch at the office and get a laugh out of the children's container you used to pack your granola.....because you are out of ziplock bags and all the Tupperware is either dirty or the matching lid has long since disappeared.
I hope you have a wonderful day, I promise, design posts are coming again.