Pictures, Costumes, and More

"Somewhere, someone who is busier than you is running."

That's probably true. And, likewise, somewhere (all over) someone who is busier than me is blogging.

But I can't seem to get it done.

Ugh.

Most days I just feel like my day-to-day is just not interesting enough to post about.

Making meals, cleaning bathrooms, doing laundry...endless games of peek-a-boo.

These are things only a mom cares about.

And without beautiful pictures to document each process of my life - it's just words. And even though I love words, sometimes they are just not enough.

Words cannot adequately portray our life - in all it's messy glory.

So, here are just a few images of our life over the past few weeks.







We've been to the zoo, we've celebrated special events with family, took our first family trip to the park, and, as I mentioned before, had many days of "normal" in between.

And even though I don't have great pictures of much of it, I have great memories...and we've had great time together as family.

So, I'm going to have peace about it.

And then I'm going to take more pictures, darn it!

Get your act together, Katie!

Ok, I'm done yelling now. I think. Yeah, I'm done.

I'm off to print out a pattern for Pookie's Halloween costume and finish invitations for a dear friend's baby shower.

Craftiness will ensue!

Victory

I am sitting in between a laundry basket (that is hiding a wet spot from where I cleaned up cat puke on the couch) and a pile of clean laundry.

Both have been sitting here for more than 24 hours.

Not the cat puke.

That was a new surprise.

There are toys scattered on the floor, cat hair everywhere and dust layers on the bench in front of me.

But the dishes are done.

I'm calling that victory.

Oh, and my babe is sleeping...for the first time since 6 am.

I'm claiming victory for that one too.

The chicken has been removed from the freezer and just may be ready in time for dinner...once I figure out what dinner might be.

Victory.

I'm claiming little victories these days. It's easier than feeling defeated by dirty floors, piles of laundry and pancakes for dinner...again.

I'm trying to learn about letting go and accepting the fact that I cannot do everything.

Shocking, I know.

It's a rough lesson. And it's not my favorite. But I'm learning to embrace the chaos, because as the sign says...

"Please excuse the mess...we LIVE here."

And we do.

And we like it that way.

But, even with my new-found calm over the chaos I still wouldn't be heartbroken if our pets showed up bald one day.

I'm just saying.