This girl be crazy. I'm trying to set up for a shoot and here she comes
tromp tromp tromp. smash smash smash. victory for her.
I'm sure I will blog this weekend. It's a Thursday, and I just can't muster the energy.
This girl be wearing me out. And I'm tested every day whether or not I'm (mostly) going to be the
"it's not a big deal" type of mom or the "the world is ending get out of my way" type of mom.
Gosh the decision seems so easy when I write it out like that.
But when I was in the other room doing dishes the other night I hear
"gosh darn it. go away" from Mr Smith. And I laughed and was grateful.
Because it's nice to feel that it happens to everyone. Those moments.
Yes, they want to climb all over you and want your full attention in their waking hours, and it's exhausting in every kind of way. But gosh darn it - the really cute moments of raspberry blowing, tight hugs & that moment of excitement that happens when she said a word and she knew you understood her - those moments make you think that you made the best decision ever to be a parent.
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