2 babies=fatigue, long leg hairs, grey hairs and always company when you poop

Tallulah is 5 weeks old now. Izze is 18 months old now. I am 28 going on 65. Some days have been a breeze, while others are crazy and annoying at the very least. While I am tired enough to take a nap with the kids, I opt not to on some days so that I can take a shower, do the dishes, do the laundry. All you stay at home moms have my badge of approval. I on the other hand think I will be ready to go back to work when the time comes. Don't get me wrong...I love my kids...and I love them enough to not be with them 24/7.
Jeff and I are in the begining stages of potty training Israel. Man its gonna be tough. He's curious already though and whenever we go to the bathroom he comes in and sits on his little potty. Its the whole concept of trying to teach a child NOT to go to the bathroom when they feel like they have to...we have to teach them to hold it until they get to the toilet. How hard is that?? I wouldn't want to hold it...it can be painful....and try to teach a little kid that. Whew..we have our work cut out for us.
Well...if I want to eat lunch,and take a shower, I'd better go.
My leg hairs are long, Israel is teething and this time its a doozy...so far we're up to 12 teeth and the last 8 will be tough. Tallulah is a fussy baby....much more fussy than Izze was. She wears me out too with her gas pains and grumpiness. But, there are moments. Like at 12 last night. She was awake and resting on my knees and we were just talking and she kept on smiling. Its moments like that that make it all worth while. And while Izze is testing my patients every days with his defiance and his constent telling me "no" (which by the way is too funny) he is a snuggler and will hug me anytime I ask. He is a good little boy and I can't even image how his feels now that his world has been shaken so much. He's a great helper too and is always ready to bring me things for the baby...even at 5am this morning when she spit up, here he comes with a burp rag. I had to laugh.
Well...my lunch calls
Until later..much much later.

Amy

Izze is a monkey. I gave him a buzz cut the other day because his hair was so freaky. Well...it turns out that it just grows that way. He has dark parts and light parts and its just very strange. Of course, he is a strange, funny little man...so maybe his hair is just fitting.

What a crazy three weeks it has been. I've been home now with 2 children and I still can't believe that Jeff and I have a second child. Its the strangest thing. She great though...I guess...babies are kind of boring. Especially when you have a 18 month old who is funny as hell.
I've definetly learned that I don't have what it takes to be a full time stay at home mom...man. I'd love to work part time and stay home more with them, but "no thanks" on the full time gig...I don't know how people do it. Plus, I feel like Izze gets bored. He was so used to going to school everyday and having other kids his age to play with all day long. He's such a social little guy too...I feel bad that he gets bored with me. Even now more than ever because I have to tend to the wee one quite often. At least I feel like she's getting a diaper changed or on my boob for the majority of the day. I should be sleeping now, but everyone else in the house is asleep and I find it to be a good time to catch up on my blogging and picture sending.

I had to make a dentist appointment for next week. YIKES!!! I hate going...well, I actually don't mind going, but I hate spending the money on the dentist. I have to get yet another root canal...my last one though. That will put my total at 6 and 6 crowns. I think I'll splurge for this one and spend an extra $ to get the gas. Not the kind that sedates you...but the kind that makes you feel really good. Hey, I just got off the percocet...I need a little pick me up already! :) My dentist will probably gas me for free though. She the cousin of a really close friend of mine and she is always doing little freebies for me here and there...its nice to have connections...especially at the dentist's office.

Well...my lids are getting heavier and heavier and I must say goodnight for now.