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I’m too tired to form sentences.

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I have a post in my head. It’s a doozy of a post.

About parenting advice. In summation: don’t ever tell another person how to raise their child. Just because you do things one way doesn’t mean that is the ONLY way to parent and does not make the way I do things wrong. More on this later…

For now, because I’m too tired to write more, gratuitous pictures of my Monekyface.

O hai Mom!

Peep out my teefers.

Most precious Monkeyface ever. Ever.

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Game On?

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I called a time out on my efforts to lose weight around a month ago. I hoped that I could take a break from counting points without shoveling Mexican food and Häagen-Dazs down my gullet.

I should have known better.

::sigh::

I want to explain why I lost control and dove headfirst into a sea of cupcakes and greasy take out. Emmett has been sick for nearly a month with fevers, ear infections, the works. On top of that, he was teething. {Side note: My baby boy has two little teeth peekin’ out!}

I’ve also been sick. I’m worn out. People who hadn’t seen me in a few weeks would take one look at me and say with genuine concern, “You look really tired”.

The result of all this is that I am now the proud owner of a brand new spare tire around my midsection.

So here I am, once again. At the end of my rope and uncertain of where to go from here. I’ve struggled with my weight for over a decade now and I’m tired. Tired of trying, tired of failure, tired of having to buy new clothes every 6 months because nothing fits.

I wonder how other people do it. How do you all manage to find the time to cook healthy meals? Where do you find the energy to exercise after a busy 8 hour day at work followed by a frantic 3 hours of feeding, bathing and smothering your baby in kisses? How do you cope with the craziness of being a working Mom besides eating???

It’s the little things.

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It’s so easy to get bogged down in the stress that comes along with being a working Mom. I feel as though each day I’m just treading water, never getting any closer to the surface no matter how frantically I doggy paddle.

The house is always a mess. The baby never sleeps long enough and the alarm clock always goes off too soon. The stream of snot never ends, the worry that comes when Emmett’s fever hits 103 degrees, the screaming for hours because my baby’s ear is causing him so much pain, it all takes its toll.

It’s enough to overwhelm even the most capable and patient of Mothers. It is all too easy to let this load get so heavy that you start to sink, and this is what has been happening to me for weeks.

So, rather than continue to let life sink me, I’m choosing to enjoy the happy moments and try to forget the rest. Like tonight, when Emmett spit up all over Chris’s face and then the two of us laughed until tears were streaming down my face. Sorry bebe, but it really was hilarious!

Or when I was nursing Emmett and he chomped down SO HARD on me. That part is not funny. I yelled “OUCH!!!!” and tapped his face and said “No baby!”. And then he gave me the biggest baby grin and the three of us started laughing again.

Spit up and nipple biting. These are the highlights of my day, the little moments that I am choosing to treasure from today. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.