Diary of a Confused Mom: June 27th 2015

The boys returned from a weekend away by the sea with their grandparents and aunts. They brought me handpicked sea shells and rocks. :)

Diary of a Confused Mom: June 23rd 2015

Today I lay to rest some stray socks from ten years back. Then I did more yoga with baby attached.

Diary of a Confused Mom: June 22nd 2015

I dropped the boys off to summer camp today and caught a glimpse of my future as the mom of a teenager.  I told the boys since it was their second day and they knew their bearings that I could leave right at drop off. After taking them to the drop off area, I started chatting with some of the other boys in their camp. A few minutes into this, O looked at me with a strange smirk and said "Um..remember how you said you can leave?"

I tried not to take it personally and waived goodbye as I walked off, wondering what the future holds for me in the dreaded teenage years.

Diary of a Confused Mom: June 19th 2015

Oh this sweet (and rare) satisfaction of hearing the boys frantically vacuuming and organizing outside just cannot be matched

Diary of a Confused Mom: June 18th 2015

Yoga just isn't quite the same when there are two boys joining you and arguing loudly about who's doing the poses correctly and a toddler on your back challenging your balance!

Diary of a Confused Mom: June 17th 2015

In true Little Z fashion, he is now referring to one of our dearest relative as "armpits." I'm actually beginning to wonder if its truly a product of his developing speech or some private joke he's amusing his overly developed sense of humor with. I'd say he's messing with us all.

Diary of a Confused Mom: June 13th 2015

There is something delightful  and refreshing about chatting freely with an old friend and then strolling into stores together - past midnight - to shop! There is beauty and freedom in cultures that may be labeled third world but are very alive in a sense that the 'developed' world may never understand.