Those commercials are so endearing. so heart-warming. and so incredibly true.
Of course, in my opinion, it'd be MORE true if they showed a sleep-deprived, crazy lady. surrounded by dirty diapers that are yet to make it in the trashcan. trying to make lunch (what? PB&J again?) for the obviously hunger-ravished older siblings. all while holding a screaming newborn.
Yeah. THEN Johnson&Johnson, you are duly qualified to spout your "A baby changes everything" mantra. ;)
Life, since Raquel's birth, has been a continual fast-paced crash course in How to Mother Five Young Children.
I've had my good days. And I've had my bad ones.
I've had days where five didn't feel like that many. In fact, I've caught myself many times looking around the room wondering who was missing...when all five have been present. There have been days where all three little ones nap at the same time, and when they're awake, everyone is all smiles.
Then...I've had other type days. days where I've sent out emails like these:
Dear God (or Jolanthe...you know, whoever answers me first).
Tell me life won't be like this forever. remind my that these days will pass quickly. help me find my sanity.
Thanks
The Crazy One.
Or the one my beloved husband read from the
"I can't do this anymore. Raquel has been crying nonstop all day."
What I actually expected to be accomplished from writing that, I have no clue. But man, if it just didn't need to be said. ;)
But (and thank you God that there is ALWAYS one of those), last week we turned a corner. She started really smiling during our interactions. and she started to sleep for 7 (or more) hour stretches...in the middle of the night, hallelujah!
My little Raquel at 7 weeks.
These picture cracks me up. She looks so grumpy. annoyed even.
I suppose it's hard being so loved and doted on. ;)
