Life with 2 kids

Most of my childhood my mom had a cross stitch of a a lady holding a rolling pin with a saying next to it "To cope with her domestic life, the working woman needs a wife" This has never meant more to me than now. Though I'm not a "working" mom anymore I do realize why the idea of having an extra pair of hands would be so wonderful.

Enter Tally:
Tally doesn't go to bed until 9 pm and she is up between 7 and 8 every morning. She wakes up with more energy than her dad and I have combined at any point in the day. From the second she is up she needs a sippy of milk, breakfast, Dora or a Disney movie and must play with every one of her toys all at once. She has never been a quiet child, and is having a hard time with the idea of "inside voice" or whispering. She is very demanding and wants everything immediately. However, she also is very excited to have a new baby brother and besides waking her brother up she's very helpful with burping him, feeding him, and changing his diaper. She's a great big sister. Very willing to play with him, hold his hand, "cook" him food and sing him songs. She's a very outgoing girl whose messes occur daily and resentment towards potty training will soon make me crazy.

Then there's Jake:
My newborn of not yet 3 weeks. His first 5 days of life were super easy. He slept most of the day and was up every 2 hours to eat at night. Then he ended up border line jaundice and we were forced to wake him up every 2 hours to feed him so we could help his body get rid of it. My little boy was so tired when we would wake him up that it would take him nearly an hour and a half to eat. Leaving me 30 minutes to sleep. He is very much like his father, though he doesn't look like him much. Very calm and patient, but no idea of time retrictions. :) Trying to decide and cope with how to feed him became very stressful, emotional and tiring. I went back and forth with how he should be fed and never felt like I was making the right decision. Finally after a little over 2 weeks we decided to switch him to formula. Sadly the rushed change was hard on his little body and yesterday we had a hard day of  Jake's tummy hurting. Long nights, long days and 2 kids make for a very tired mom.

Though it may sound like I'm not happy about having 2 kids or being a mom that is not the case. Every day gets a little bit better and slightly easier to handle. I'm just trying to prove my point. Two kids are busy enough without dishes, vaccuming, cooking, the constant messes my kids are making or the cleaning of all bodily fluids, which of course leads to piles of laundry.

A wife would be a blessing.

To my parents: I have no idea how you took care of 2 kids a year and two days a part, both working, and both in college. I'm just so glad you did.