What is today again?

Today was one of those days that didn't feel like a weekday or a weekend either... It was, however, Friday. I don't have Ava & Eli on Fridays because they're with their father. So that makes things feel weird enough. I also did my first newborn session in the new studio. 


I can't wait to post photos of the new studio. I liked my other one but had a sleezebag landlord who refused to give me receipts then had the audacity to say I didn't pay my rent. GAG... long story that is apparently going to court. I have seen a court room more this year than most non-criminals see in a lifetime. ANYWAY, her name was Peighton and she was 8 days old. I started to tear up when I first held her... why? I realized I couldn't even remember what my kids looked like when they were that small. Fox isn't even a year old yet... I think my mind was continuously delirious from lack of sleep and stress. Did I mention Fox still doesn't sleep through the night? Yep, in his 341 days here on this planet he has slept all night like five times. The very thought of that makes me more tired. Okay, back on track. Peighton totally melted my heart... even after being peed and puked on. 


Bobby brought Fox to me right before my clients left the studio and he was just the cutest thing... he was in such a good mood. I gotta see Bobby a total of 5 minutes before he went to work... I missed my boys while I was working. Fox will be a year old on the 31st and I feel like there is a clock ticking, like I need to soak up every last second of my baby boy before he evaporates into toddlerhood. 


This post was all over the place... I guess that's what happens when I don't even know what day it is. Tomorrow is Carson's 5th birthday party. I've made a ton of crafty goodness... I'll post photos later. Hope it doesn't look like crud. 

Why do I do this to myself?

It's 1:03 am and I'm lying in bed with a box of cereal watching a decade old episode of Felicity when I KNOW I'm going to be completely exhausted at 6:30 when it's time to get Ava up for school. 
Mornings are the absolute worst. It literally hurts to wake up. My husband works night shift so he doesn't get home until I'm almost ready to get up... he closes the blinds, makes it super dark, turns the fan on and fires up the sound machine. Really? It's like a night owls worst nightmare... And you know what's my biggest pet peeve? When you wake up to pee like 5 minutes before the alarm goes off. Ugh! It ticks me off to no end. Anyone who knows me knows that I allow myself to hit snooze five times... after the fifth if I'm really tired I just reset my alarm for two minutes because I know I don't have time for the full five. It's pitiful. Sleep is definitely my drug of choice. 
If I were a smart girl I would go to sleep after the nightmarish bedtime routine is over. But it's like the calm after the storm. I hear crying at least 57 times a day and whining from daylight until AFTER they fall asleep (still don't know how he does it) and then all of a sudden... PEACE. It's just glorious and I foolishly bask in the quiet. 

Hello 2012... please be gentile

It's a new year and with the zillion things going on I need to find a way to remember everything since my mind has turned to mush. SO, I'm starting this blog to tell the day in and day outs of the craziness and joy of our lives with me, my sweet hubby and our mix-n-match 5 kiddos. 
Why haven't I been doing this for years?