One of those days...

So I'm feeling discouraged today. In addition to the kids STILL being sickly and my house STILL in disarray, Hadley started throwing full on fits yesterday. I'm still not sure if it is a product of feeling crummy or just the beginning of the inevitable. I busted out my parenting books, and sure enough, the terrible 2's really runs the span of 15 months to 3 years. It's so hard seeing her like this as she has been such a happy little thing..I was sure she was going to be easier than Briggs. Then I start to worry. Did I have them too close together? Would it be like this if I hadn't? Do I spend enough time with them... together... individually? I should be taking them to the park more often. I should be more willing to get messy with them. I should have my act together and this stinking house clean so that I don't have to focus on that constantly. And the list goes on.

I know I am intentional about constantly thinking about their needs but at times like this I doubt myself. And it's hard to know if the extent of this is just a necessary stage or something I could be preventing. Ugh.

Being a mom is hard.

Catch 22

So we got the official sign that it is finally fall. Two kids dripping in snot for almost a week now. Not mild, typical todder drippy, we're talking double banana slugs out the shnaz yuck. I love fall but the last couple of years a part of me has begun to dread it... we are one of those families. You know, the ones with the crappiest immune systems known to man. It's true, and since Ryan met me he swears that I somehow flawed his genetics as well. So I am anxiously awaiting this first bout to pass, wondering why in the heck they always have these bugs for so long and wondering if I am doomed to spend another anti-social winter cooped up in my house going crazy!