So, where’ve I been? So busy that I couldn’t even log in to click one of my ready made “sorry I’m not home right now” posts. So what have I been doing? Helping my kid’s school out with projects for their art gala at the end of the year. Can I just say, hanging out with children all day is probably hardest job in the world. I think I’ve previously said that being a mother is the hardest job in the world, I think I take that back. Being a TEACHER must be the hardest thing ever. Pay raises and shots for everyone! How anyone is a teacher, and then ALSO a mother blows my mind. Do they all go home and get wrecked every night? I mean, that’s what I would have to do. And the kids were all awesome, and we had a blast, and made such fun fantastic art together. BUT, whew, is it tiring.
Anyway, my husband is also away on business this week… and I’ve had a few days as a single mom with no help. I woke up Sunday morning. Changed diapers, got breakfast going, dressed kids, etc etc etc… took a shower, and packed up the kids to visit my parents in Brooklyn(even that sounds easier than it really was, imagine walking to the parking lot with two kids, driving around the block to pick up the carseat I left with my doorman. Folding of strollers, hauling of children is really hard.) I dropped off 15 jars of milk and cookies for Purim (I made 4 batches on friday), and I was halfway to Brooklyn when I realized: why do I feel so awful, oh my god, I FORGOT TO BRUSH MY TEETH. Showers were had, Eyeliner was applied, but teeth were not brushed. That is the crazy stupid thing you just forget to do when in the company of two living breathing things, one of which is actively trying to destroy things and himself. Or his new favorite thing, where he takes me by the hand, drags me off of a chair, climbs me until I pick him up. Then I do and try to sit back down again. BUT NO, the kid wants me to STAND and hold him. That’s it.
And speaking of, the little buddy is turning two. Today. Now. I’m probably at his little birthday party at school now. I’m kind of in shock over it. First of all, we can all go back and read the post where I announced that I was pregnant! And then that I gave birth. Its kind of strange to have it all recorded here. JoJo was never an EASY kid, he was always demanding and needy. And honestly, it took me a while to get used to him. (Is that weird?) I know some people love the infant phase, but for me, kids are more fun when they become REALLY part of the family. Interacting, talking, playing… and JoJo has turned into such a funny delightful little dude. He still wants what he wants when he wants it, and will cry when he doesnt get it (I call it wimpy-bully syndrome.) but now he is fun and laughs and plays and hugs like its nobody’s business. My boy. So big. It’s crazy. I always thought I would miss them as babies as they got older. And in a way, I do a little bit. But since they just get more and more awesome, its like I always feel like we are in the best phase of childhood.
Munchkin face. Have a good day everyone. I’ll try to post some things that are actually interesting later!