After Paige's "spring break" it's been really tough sending her back.
Ok so, we haven't really. For a hundred million reasons but to narrow some down for myself you
- Paige doesn't want to. She's been going to bed a bit later with the days longer, and she's been sleeping until almost 9am most mornings and sleep is so important. And I'm sorry but I will not rouse her from under a quilt where she looks like the sweetest most peaceful girl ever, so she can go do what I can do with her here at home. Because Paige appreciates mornings where we don't rush, and I appreciate when we don't rush and mornings are my favorite time. And mornings when we can go right outside? Bring it.
Next year both kids will be home with me. Playing, exploring, adventuring, learning.
And adventuring we have been doing!
Our barn looks so pretty doesn't it? I can't wait until it's filled up with baby goats. Also considering some rabbits -- would love some tales of rabbit rearing because I'm completely in the dark about it.
My children, the almighty explorers. Can we talk about how much I love this picture?
And look how BIG our pup pup is getting. He reminds me of Logan (RIP sweet boy) so very much, mostly because he's doofy. He's ridiculous. He gallops towards you, leaps into your arms, and misses. He's a sweet boy and will be a good listener very much unlike Pearl. Who runs away. And for all her sweetness trapped in a 35lb body when you have somewhere to be, and it's pouring, and she won't listen and has run into a muddy field you will get pissed off. You will run really fast to catch her into the goat enclosure and you will grumble stupid-fucking-dog under your breath a hundred times. Not that that happened or anything.
And one more thing before I head off. Why is it that when my children reach juuust about two, I start daydreaming about having another? It's this weird itching I get to be pregnant, to give birth, to nourish a tiny little (slightly annoying I'm sure) newborn. And it's insane. My pregnancy with Wyatt was nothing fun towards the end, with loads of early labor symptoms that lasted for weeks and left me feeling pretty miserable. And image that with two? And I'd have to make our family bed even bigger because 3 kids in a bed sounds a bit much. And I'd need a bigger car and I'm never ever driving a minivan. And I have three dogs. But doesn't each dog need a kid companion? No probably not. No I'm FINE. I will borrow babies and return them in exchange for an okay, but not so great sleep.
Yeah. No more babies. Maybe.