I have to admit I've tried really hard not to get overwhelmed too early with thoughts of having two kids.
I mean mom's do it every day with 2, 3, 4, 5, 6!!!!
I have felt so rotten this pregnancy it's been easy to stay in the 'here and now' and be preoccupied with my immediate state of exhaustion. haha.
My life is a paradox of sorts. I have always been a restless soul. I need to travel, I need to try new things, be challenged, enlightened, busy. Change for me is exciting and welcomed (most of the time). But I've always wanted to stay at home and enjoy this season of life with my children.
So the hardest part of being a mother (who stays at home to raise her children) has been the every day monotony. It has been the "actual" staying at home part. I stare at the same walls every day, the majority of the time not having any interaction with adults.
I realize now how women get into financial trouble shopping all day...It's hard to find things to do with a two year old, especially in 90+ degree weather, that doesn't involve some sort of retail establishment.
I do know that this time is precious. I know that it is limited. In three short years Emery will start kindergarten. So I cherish this time, most of the time. I try to not let the small things get to me. I know I'll have a lifetime of being able to keep the kitchen floor free of chalk and cheerios.
But some days it feels like a marathon. It feels like I'm running and running and still have 20 miles to go.