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A sideways ponytail kind of day :)

You really never know what a mom does until you are one. Derik and I are always having the conversation of, "I'm so glad you love to work," and "I'm so glad you like staying home." We balance each other in that way, he is career driven, and I'm family driven. It's a nice combo. His new job is going wonderfully! He even told me it was his favorite position thus far (it better be because I'm not moving out of state anytime soon) ;) And our home life, well it's just as wonderful, just crazy... By crazy I mean each day is so different and you don't know what you're going to get. I think we tend to create some of the craziness oursves, by filling up our weekends with friends and family, but that's how we create memories, so we will take the crazy. For some reason Mondays are always a bit more crazy. Maybe it's the "daddy went back to work" feeling, or the "we have so much to get done this week" feeling, but whatever it is, Mondays, are, well a Monday! Packing, because we only have two plus weeks until we close, Zoie being in her third outfit of the day because she had blueberries for breakfast and then peed everywhere, or her sideways ponytail because she refused to nap and pulled it half out. Ivie is still in her Jammie's, but I did manage to put a headband on her ;) oh and I'm on coffee number two because it's a Monday. At the time, I look at this situation and think, is it 5 yet? But after a while, you just go with it, and it's where the memories are created. I feel like our schedule will mellow out when we get moved and settled, and when Zoie starts going to Respite Inc once a week. I had procrastinated with calling and setting up an appt, but It will be so nice to know she is in good hands, and that I can get a breather. For those who don't know what it is, it's a care facility for kids with special needs :) so so awesome! Maybe Mondays can be her day to go there ;) we will see! Anyways, I'm so incredibly thankful for these "Mondays" and all the laughs we get out of them, along with Ivie's smiles, and Zoie's cuddles! Hope you all had a sideways ponytail kinda day too!

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