Mr & Mrs Smith

There was a time when Dallin was sleeping better (maybe only waking up once or so) and we weren't being disturbed by Lexi at night either and during the day Lexi was being so much nicer to Dallin and being a big helper and LISTENING. It lasted for a couple of days. I was in the clouds. It's funny how you think "maybe I got this" and then your children slap you in the face. Turns out, I'm still impatient and have a temper. All it takes is for Lexi to ruin another chapstick of mine after I have told her 100 billion times not to touch MY diaper bag or MY bedside table. Sometimes I can let things go, but wastefulness... it slays me. There was also that time when I told her not to press any other buttons on the Kindle (before I knew about parental controls) and she bought $22 worth of Sid the Science Kid or she almost did . I freaked out before I knew the facts. I ran in and took it away (they sent me an email) so SHE FREAKED and boy were we a hot mess. I had ...

I know, I know he's a keeper. I'm like a week late on his 15 month update, but life is attacking me. Yet I hear about Sharon & baby Cora who broke her femur, and Sharon still manages a major trip with the other three girls or I hear about this lady I visit teach who had a miscarriage at 14 weeks and then was in a motorcycle accident with her husband a couple weeks later and I'm like, okay... how am I even saying life is attacking me. Nothing traumatic has happened; I (relatively) create my own schedule, so why do I feel crazy 99% of the time!? But alas, I'm just weak I guess. And still incredibly exhausted and now sick. There was a ray of sunshine, a glimmer of hope, light at the end of the tunnel a week or so ago, but it has faded. There was one morning we woke up and he truly slept through the night, which for us was counting from 10-7 I think. Then it was Mr Smith getting up the first time, then me the 2nd, but for the most part he was going back to...

While Daddy is away.... Mommy will put off the trash until forever. It'll just sit there at the top of the stairs all ready to be taken out. And that darn lid that always pops off? It'll stay popped off. Both kids will be screaming, and I'll secretly wish you were here. When I need some extra encouragement for an Amazon splurge for that laminator... I'll want your opinion. And that darn deadbolt at night... I almost forgot it was my responsibility. I don't know if I love that. I handled you being away for the longest you've ever been away and with both kids (3.5 days). It was better than I thought, but I think because dinner was a little easier, and then I didn't get distracted with a TV show - I had plenty of time to put the kids to bed. Lexi wasn't going crazy because sometimes only daddy has a special way of expanding the energy levels at bedtime. I pretty much had all the control that a 3 year old will give me, and it worked out okay. Most li...

Haha, okay, some days I look at pictures and see it, but this time it's a stretch. Just trying to extend the lifetime of Lisa's onesie. And that pacifier clip... I even threw in the same soccer ball, but Dallin kicked it out in this photo which was the only non-blurry one. And that's life folks. <4 month babies in 9 month onesies>

Life gets away from me constantly. Mostly because I'm just so exhausted to fit in everything let alone the abstract things I "should" do. Some days still really seem like survival. A fog some say, truly exists.  But I try to at least be present for my kids. I definitely struggle with Lexi. I usually max out early evening. And I know Dallin is too well aware of media already. But every day is a new day to try. And try my patience they do. Just kidding, I mean not, but the goal is for me to be better because I'm the one who needs it. We have kids to try our souls I tell ya. I feel like having kids has made me completely aware of all my weaknesses, like a slap in the face. Otherwise, I would have been a very patient, easy going, kind spirit. Now, I'm a bit of everything.  Lexi is still very much attached to her brother, but I realized I don't have a ton of pictures of just the two of them. I also fell in love with Dallin's 12 month church outfit. Sla...

  We had a blast at the work party earlier this month! We decided to be a little late and wait for daddy but I'm so glad he was there. Lexi got to experience it all, there was just so much stuff I felt like we rushed somewhat trying to get it all in. I just know I couldn't have given Lexi  the same daddy experience in the bounce houses, rock climbing, etc... we did everything from caricatures (I was a little surprised by it...), face painting, Photo Booth (I looked tired and ragged, it was fitting) to cold stone ice-cream & rock climbing. She even got a balloon at the last minute and instead of 1 sword, he gave her a bundle. She is THREE so loves everything in the moment and is for whatever reason crying when we leave. Too much fun? Perhaps so.  

I just have to document the EXACT day that DALLIN SLEPT THROUGH THE NIGHT. I mean, it's one of those "will this ever happen" dreams (I have a few). BUT THIS ONE DID! My prayers were answered 4.5 months post Dallin's birth. July 21st. Dallin is trying to give daddy the best birthday gift ever...we appreciate it buddy! Too bad Dad wasn't here. bwahaha. And too bad Lexi spilled water in the bed to wake me up instead. WHATEVER. Count your blessings name them 1 by 1.  Backstory: About a week ago we tried longer cry-it-out sessions. I knew the doctor was going to say he didn't need to eat at 2 AM, and I was right so I tried gearing up for that and then we were in full swing starting the day of his apt (exactly a week ago). If he was fed and fine, we left him, but only for one day was he in our room. We moved Lexi's mattress to the foot of our bed and put him in her room. We stayed up a few nights wasting TV time while he cried and it wasn't more than a...