I love when Armenie smells like slightly sour breast milk. I can’t help it. It smells like delicious baby nectar to me. I just want to kiss her over and over on her open mouth and smell her milky tongue. It’s insanity. Drunk on baby, all. the. time.

Hanna is only warming up to her more and more and it is absolutely delightful listening to her converse with her sister. “ARMEEEE, I’m going to eat this cereal but you can’t until you is bigger. OTAY?”

sooo ARMENIE UPDATES

She’s reaching out and grabbing things. I bought her and Hanna these beautiful cloth dolls for Christmas and it’s already becoming her lovey. It’s the perfect size for her little hands to grasp.
She’s almost rolling. She moves back and forth. I’m afraid to leave her on the couch.

and HANNA UPDATES

NO MORE DIAPERS AT NIGHT. I should be crossing my crossables as I type this because it’s been 5 nights in a row with either a dry diaper or no diaper and I don’t want to jinx it! A few nights ago she woke up after she had gone to sleep she actually woke up to go to the bathroom. When we’re at home, she runs to the bathroom on her own and only calls me to wipe her butt.
“Don’t wipe my bum too hard mum.”
I also find it extremely facsinating that just a few days ago Phanie was posting about pooblots and over the past few days Hanna has been making her own interpretations of her fecal matter. So far there’s been a snake, a turtle and a kitty cat. Where are these kids getting this shit? (no pun intended)

It’s been a busy couple weeks at the school and Syx has been working a lot of long days. Hanna and I have had to keep pretty busy so we didn’t miss Daddy so much. We’ve been been doing fun things like Valentine’s Day crafts and making forts. I’m starting to realize that sometimes the mess has to wait, especially when Syx is working so much. Between juggling two kids and trying to be fun mom, not angry mom- the laundry piles up, the dishes pile up and the floor remains full of crumbs. I want to say it’s a small price to pay, but it’s not because I have to admit that my anxiety skyrockets when things get that chaotic, I have a hard time letting it go. However, it is REALLY rewarding on the days Hanna and I sit down together and spend quality time together.

On the heels of all that working, we’ve had a few pretty amazing family nights at home, hanging out in our home made forts, no enforced bed time. Just staying up and snuggling together and talking.

Are you ever just living in a moment with your breath held because you don’t want it to end? Over and over just thinking, this is just so MAGICAL. Trying to photograph it with your mind and remember how the tingles up your spine feel, just like that rhyme when I was kid. “Dot, dot, line, line, spider crawling up your spine.”

My days have been filled with a lot of magic moments lately.