You know that moment when, as a mom, you start to reinvest in yourself? When you have the time to start actually applying a little makeup everyday. When you finally decide to buy a sheath dress because you don't need access to your breasts at every moment for a crazy hungry baby? When you head to the neighborhood party and can actually hold a conversation because your little people will just play nicely nearby instead of constantly trying to kill themselves. That moment when you realize that you can actually see the end of the diapers. Well, that moment, I came to it. I could feel my life turning and changing and I liked it. I was saying goodbye to those baby days and looking forward to childhood. So I sold all my maternity clothes, gave away all those impossibly tiny sleepers and bought myself some new jewelry. Yes, I was moving on.
Until, two little lines said I was not.
This blog is about doing this pregnancy/baby thing...again....with three other little kids in tow. Be advised, I am not a young adorable 25 year old living in New York City with gobs of money to spend on maternity clothes and idealized views of childcare. This is my life - real life with all the compromises we end up making along the way. This is my journey to enjoying life with four.
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