Mother of TWO

So things have been great with our newest addition, the little Chloe-Meister. I have learned something about myself over the course of the past five years being married to Michael- the less sleep I get and the more I am at home and unable to do things that I want or need to get done... for whatever reason, the more I get on a grumbling kick towards Mike and our differences in opinion of necessary things to accomplish. Let me elaborate...

When Mike is holding the baby, Mike is HOLDING the baby. When Mike is watching TV, Mike is WATCHING tv. When Mike is on the phone, he is only ON the phone. I find it amusing because if I am holding the baby, I am also feeding the baby, or paying bills, or cooking dinner, etc. When I am watching tv, I am also usually doing laundry. When I am on the phone, I am usually also driving somewhere, or cleaning up, making beds, clothing children, etc. So, the other night, I was carrying Chloe while nursing her with one arm. With the other arm I had gathered quite an assortment of items, ie her bouncy chair and a few other items. While I was putting those other items in their places, I was avidly bashing the multitasking abilities of a man in my mind. I boasted to myself, "what man would you ever see carrying this many things at once, or even attempt it." As I rounded the corner, I hit Chloe's tiny, precious head on the door frame... My thoughts obviously interrupted at this point, I set all other things down and comforted Chloe... Then, I thought to myself... Maybe, just because we can, doesn't mean we should!

Love you, Mikey! Thanks for all you do!... and for paying attention while doing it!!!