Mother of Two.

Yesterday, when I got out of the shower, London was standing on the rug with my towel in her hand. "Here ya go, Mama!" she said with a smile. "Thank you, honey!" "You're welcome." I wish I could say that every minute of the last week and a half has been this perfect- but, let's face it--- having two kids is twice as hard as having one. I think the hardest part is not having down time. I am never not needed by one or both my girls. Thankfully, I somehow only feel overwhelmed at moments that pass quickly [like when Elle spits up a river down my shirt while London is begging me to draw a family of kitties], so motherhood still brings me the fulfillment and joy I've been loving for the past 2 years. 

Elle has been a gem so far. She eats, spits up (still getting used to that), and sleeps, just like a baby should. Two things have saved me in this whole mothering two thing: 1) The Moby wrap. I made two from a pattern I found on Pinterest and they magically free my hands to do all of the things I wouldn't be able to do otherwise...like play with a 2 year old and keep my house clean! 2) The Woombie. Oh my goodness- it's a swaddling "blanket" that zips. It's a literal sleeping pill for Elle. 

"Look, Dad! I has a mustache too! I'm so funny!"

 London mostly does her own thing. She dances from room to room, making up songs about her favorite inanimate objects, pretends to be a princess, and every once in a while wanders over to Elle, rubs her head and says, "Awwww, he's so cute!" or "Awwww, he's so yittle!" She insists on helping with diaper changes and lets me know every time "Baby Elle is sad" and clearly "wants some milk", which is both helpful and insanely adorable. Meanwhile, London is really into Cinderella. Every spoon, stick, spatula, comb, etc. is a wand, and you better believe she will use said wand to turn you into an animal.  "Bobbity Boo! You're a froggy!" Also, she has recently discovered that she has options. When she's hungry, we go to the pantry and fridge so she can stare at the selection, put her finger on her chin, give a puzzled look, and say, "Hmmm, let me think about it. [long pause] I want _________."

I wish I had crazy, exciting stories to tell- but the truth is, everything so far has just been plain good. Today, we watched Stuart Little 2, and Elle slept in my arms while London laid on my lap and I played with those killer red curls--- and I was happy.