Life with 2 kids

I am so happy to finally be a family of 4. Life has definitely changed but for the better. Although I'm trying to get used to less sleep and I'm finding out how much harder it is to try and get myself ready and 2 kiddos. Plus cooking and cleaning. I have found myself a bit over whelmed the past couple days. I can see Reese struggling a little bit. She's not used to having to share attention. She woke up from her nap the other day, and we usually snuggle for a while after. Well I had just started feeding Jaxon when she woke up. I went in to get her, while holding Jaxon. She wanted me to hold her so bad. She cried and cried. I felt so bad, and of course I started crying. She had this sad look in her eyes and it broke my heart. I play with her as much as I can while Jaxon is sleeping. But I don't think its enough for her. I knew it was going to be an adjustment, but man its hard. I just feel so bad for her. Her little world of having mommy and daddy all to herself has completely changed. I'm hoping it wont last too much longer. I also feel bad when I have to get onto her or spank her. It's already hard enough on her that she isn't getting the attention shes used to and then to get in trouble. She looks at me with such a sad look in her eyes, and that is very hard to see.

Friday was my first time out in Springfield with both of them. I'm so glad Kristin came along with me, she was a big help. Although we laughed at the fact that me having two kids were a lot faster at getting mine out of the vehicle than she was with just her one child. The kids did great though. Reese was fantastic.

Jaxon had his circumcision that day as well. I was stressing over this. He also couldn't eat for 4 hours before the surgery. That stressed me out also. He eats every two hours!! I prayed and prayed all morning and day before. Boy were my prayers answered. God took care of His son. He did great without eating, only fussed about 30 min before but was soothed with his pacifier. When we git to the doctors office, they took us back to a room and I undressed him and they took him back. I hadn't cried yet. But I knew as soon as I heard him start crying I would also. Minutes passed and I hadn't heard him. Just other kids crying. Then I heard him......well I thought I had. I started crying and praying. The next thing I know they brought him back to me and he was asleep. I asked how he did and the Dr said he did great, he slept through it. That shocked me!! The only time he cried she said was when she got him wet to clean him. I was crying over some other baby!! Ha!! He has done great since then. It hasn't seemed to bother him one bit. I think it bothers me more.

helping great granny fold laundry