Are you my mother?

Don't you just want to take a bite out of this thigh!? This is my saturday night: Ridiculous.

So much to do and so little will to do it. Today I have accomplished close to nothing. The dishes are not done, the floor is not vacuumed, the bed is not made and I may or may not still be in my pajamas; but my Andrew is clean, and happy.  Sometimes I feel like I don't do enough. Like the house is never as clean as it should be. I feel bad because I am not Betty Crocker and my husband eats frozen Bertolli meals for dinner more often then I'd like to admit.  I absolutely HATE cleaning toilets so those don't get cleaned as often as they should.  I never wanted to be anything but a mother. I however hate a lot of what comes with being a stay at home mom. Don't get me wrong I appreciate being able to stay home with my baby, I wouldn't want it any other way but it's not as easy as I think my husband thinks it is. I don't like being stuck in the house all day, the days tend to just bleed together so that sometimes I can't even remember what day it is b...

I've read somewhere that blogging is cheaper than a therapist so here I go. It's hard to believe but my little Andrew baby is almost 7 months old. I know I'm biased but I really do have a wonderful little boy. Most days I wake up to cooing not crying and walk in his room to smiles and happy kicks. As long as hes fed and dry he is a happy boy :) I am so grateful for my little love. I used to rub my belly and tell him how loved he was, that he had a momma and daddy that couldn't wait to meet him. I don't know what I did with my life before this chunky blue eyed boy came into it.