If someone were narrating my life, I’m sure the moment Ellen was placed in my arms the words, “She suddenly realized life would never be the same again” would have been uttered. I feel like having a new baby in the house makes me rethink everything. Big things like my parenting skills and my spirituality, as well as little, unimportant things like my fashion. Life never will be the same again, but that’s part of the excitement of living, right?
We took my mom to the airport yesterday after she’d kindly spent 11 days keeping our house clean and playing nonstop with Cooper. Today marks the first day I’m on my own with the kids and while I’m excited to try and redefine a “normal” for our lives, I find the whole thing perhaps at least a tad bit scary. I mean, how am I supposed to go to the grocery store with two kids? What do I do when they’re both crying? Will I ever feel like making my bed again?
I suppose I should finally release Cooper from the confines of his high chair and head out to find the answers. Wish me luck.