Things have been rolling along lately and it the first time in a long time, I feel like I'm on top of things. Don't get me wrong, there's still the tantrums, never ending mess and other moments I'd rather forget, but it feels so great to feel like I'm mostly in control. The last time I felt like this was when I was working part time and mum to only Grace here.
I have been incredibly domestic (yes.. humble brag about to come your way) - I'm making more and more things from scratch thanks to our friend, Thermie... from pastry to milk to jam to baby food... freak - I even made sweet potato brownies the other day. I'm constantly in the kitchen and surprisingly, I'm loving it. My house currently seems to be on the cleaner side, I'm on top of my washing, I'm even doing little cleaning chores (like scrubbing my kitchen grout?? Who does that? Me, evidently) that I thought I'd never get to. I actually admitted to Joel the other night that I am really enjoying being a stay at home mum this time round and hey, might fulfill his wish and not return to work. I've never seen Joel look that shocked before. But hey, we have another seven months so we'll see =)
It's not that I didn't enjoy being with just Grace. I really struggled with not knowing what I was doing. Not being good at it either. There were days where I would have put my suit on and ventured off to work, just because I knew I would be doing something familiar, something I got constant positive feedback from (something pretty much unheard of in the parenting world!). But this time, I'm enjoying the food stains on my good shirt (why I wear nice clothes when I'm feeding or cooking puzzles me too) the sticky hands on my face, having 'In the Summer' song from Frozen being played for the 258th time (I am secretly proud that's her favourite song and every time she sings it, she even does the vibrato and all - cracks me up every time) and even the crying. Because now I know that my children cry, usually because they want me to fix something. And sometimes I can. It makes me so happy to be here with them.
Oh and the random picture? There would have been a time in my life where I would have told Grace off for drawing on her car. But instead, I laughed and took a photo of it. If you look closely you can see Grace mouthing the word, 'sorry.' Poor child, I hope I haven't scarred her.