This past week has been incredibly busy. I've been scrambling to plan Becksters 2nd birthday, two bridal showers, prepare for weddings and travel, sleep train Paisley, one on one time with Beck, working (jetblue) and then just the normal day to day clean up, laundry and so on. I'm tired.
With that said, I am so grateful for the sweet little moments that make the chaos so worth it. Two nights ago about an hour after putting the babies to bed I dragged myself into the kitchen to do the dishes and clean up before bed. While washing up the pots and pans I heard a whimper break from the monitor which quickly turned into a very loud little Paisley cry. I dried my hands and ran up hoping she hadn't woke up Beck. But there he sat straight up in his bed. I picked Paisley up hoping I could take her out and Beck would just lie back down and close his eyes but the moment I reached for the door knob Beck started fussing "mom mom"haha. So cute. Lucky for Beck Daddy was out in the garage playing with his tools and wasn't around to make mommy put the babies down to cry it out. He is stronger than I am. So I scooped up Beck in my other arm and sat in the rocker with both babies and rocked. It only took Paisley a few minutes to fall asleep again but Beck was just so sweet and cuddley I couldnt make myself move. We sat and rocked for what seemed like long time and I sat thinking about how perfect these two little spirits are.
I love that Beck has such a vibrant personality. He's at such a fun age. He gasps and gets excited about everything. Amazed by life. His imagination is just taking off lately bringing sticks and rocks to life. Lately he loves sharks. He chases me around outside with bark saying "oh shark" pretending its biting me. He loves to watch bugs and bang on pots and pans and he is so sweet with Paisley. My favorite sound these days is hearing Beck's little voice saying "hi baby" over and over until she looks at him. Adorable. And Beck LOVES his daddy. He loves to sit and read books with Justin and play outside with the soccer ball. And I love how he says mom or "mom mom". Melts my heart. We are working on recognizing pictures of the prophets and the temple and saying the names. The way he pronounces words or the way he copies us is the cutest thing. Also very cute... the love he has for his stuffed moose. That thing smells like death no matter how much I wash it but it is his best friend. His stinky best little bud.
Paisley is perfect. She has a smile that lights up the room and the sweetest temperment. She loves to watch Beck and laughs at everything he does. she loves to eat and pinch and roll around. She just turned 7 months and is already crawling everywhere. She is fast. I love having a sweet little girl to dress up and play with. I love the way she stares at me while she drinks her bottle as if to make sure I'm still there. She is pretty clingy to me lately and its hard to get chores done but who needs a clean house right? Most of all I love love love to watch her with Justin. Justin is so sweet with her and I know he will be the kind of wonderful my dad was to me growing up. I know how special a father daughter relationship can be and I'm so grateful she will have that. I hope and pray that she and Beck will be best friends since they are so close in age. So far so good. They are cute little buds.
Justin is wonderful and I feel so blessed to have a husband that changes diapers without being asked and does the dishes. He is so helpful and he's an incredible father. The other night he sweetly hugged me and told me I was a good mom. I'm so grateful for him knowing I needed to hear it.
Life is good. Even when it's stressful. And we are blessed.