I need a weekend to recover from my weekend. Big time. 😩😩😩
Meltdown central Friday night, pool time with friends and the boys Saturday, non-stop nursing, staying on top of the Olympic trials, too many poppy diapers to count, reading 10,000 books to Will, running errands, cooking, getting together with good friends yesterday and today, and, of course, our disastrous trip to Frederick in heavy rain today. I'm tired. 💤💤💤
It's funny how much things have changed. Less than a year ago, Will was one of the only kids in our good college/DC friend group. Now, most of us have at least one kid or one/another on the way. Beruit tables and boxes of wine have been replaced my kids' cars, trucks, other toys, and even "lactation stations" full of nursing mamas. We all look a bit older and much more tired, barely able to handle a fraction of the alcohol we used to consume back in our young, DC days. 🍷🍷🍷
And yet, I don't think many of us have ever been happier or felt more fulfilled. I know I haven't. We are all beginning new life chapters together, and I hope our children will grow up to be life-long friends too. How exciting to consider! 👏🏼💗👏🏼💗
Parenting is THE hardest job in the world, so it's nice to have friends and confidants to cheer you along and commiserate with every step of the way. We are not alone, life can be insane, and we don't always have it together. It's OK. 💪🏻💪🏾💪🏻💪🏾
And our friends know that's OK. We're doing the best we can. Every. Single. Day. That's all that matters. 🌟🌟🌟
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