Life is Wonderful

Today was pretty much one of the best days ever. It started when Christian woke me up with a kiss. By far, it's my favorite way to wake up.

Afterward the day was going on a lot like normal. We said family prayer, I helped Max and Maggie wave bye-bye to Daddy, we ate breakfast and watched Oswald and played with Mega Blocks until it was nap time. During naps I worked on newbaby's room; it feels like I've been doing painting prep for days, and I'm still not finished. But holy moly, it felt good to get some work done with no interruptions. {I'm hoping it will someday look like this.}

Eventually Max woke up and we got to have some one-on-one time. He is the sweetest boy, and I love getting to have moments together, just the two of us. It was then that I snapped this picture of him. Isn't he gorgeous?

Then, BOOM. Noon came, Christian's parents came over to watch Max and Maggie, and Christian came home from work to have a middle-of-the-day date with me.

We went out to eat lunch at one of my favorite places. We both had a turkey bacon club {mine with cheddar on toasted white with pickle on the side, Christian's with provolone and no tomato on toasted wheat}, fries, and Coke. Boy, does newbaby love when I drink Coke.

We went to see The Hunger Games, and agreed that it was an excellent movie. We had fun talking in the car with the windows down. We ran an errand to pick up curtain rods I ordered online and ended up buying a pink Easter dress for Maggiebaby {it was too cute to pass up}.

I was missing my babes on our way home, and was so happy to see them again. I love my little family; it almost surprises me how much sometimes.

I always feel safe, though, leaving the babies with their Grammie and Grandpa Plautz; there's such a good relationship there. Whenever we come home, they always say wonderful things like "They did so well! They were happy and sweet and adorable the entire time! We loved it!" As a mother with children who aren't always easygoing around people who aren't their parents, it's balm to my soul to hear these things when I've been away. {Unlike when Christian and I went to see Les Mis and later learned that Maggie screamed the entire time -- that stressed me out for more than a week afterward.}

At one point after we got home, Max and Maggie had an impromptu game of peekaboo in the living room curtains that left them in fits of laughter. I've never seen anything so perfect.

After dinner and more playing {and some more work in newbaby's room for me}, Max wasn't feeling well. He's had an ear infection, terrible diaper rash and possibly some teething, all of which meant that I got to cuddle him against me for a few minutes. And at bedtime we snuggled together. When I went to put him in his bed he looked over at Maggie and started laughing -- I think they have the most fun together when we leave them alone in their room.

Christian and I had a conversation this evening about how laughably easy our lives would be if we only had one baby. {Please forgive us, parents of singletons. We'll never really understand what it's like.} We looked into the future and tried to guess when things might be some kind of normal again. We agreed that our Achilles' heel as a couple was our love of babies; we make life harder for ourselves than it needs to be, simply because we can't say no to more children. And while it is hard, it seems to be a much better weakness than, say, living outside of our means or being terrible drivers.

Today was just what I needed. I've been stressed about my pregnancy {on one hand, I'm worried that newbaby will come early and we're just not ready yet; on the other, how am I going to make it through six more weeks of my third trimester while caring for two one-year-olds?}, and my body is worn out. It felt so good to spend time with Christian away from home, so I could enjoy it that much more when I came back.


  1. It sounds like a perfect day. Aren't those the best! I'm glad you got one, cause I can't even imagine how worn out you must feel! Third trimester was tough and I didn't have two one year olds.

    Oh and let's be real... one baby is laughably easy... compared to two. You can say that. When couples without kids tell me how easy it is/should be, it's not taken so well...

  2. I love reading your posts Mary. I usually never comment, but this was so sweet. I just had to tell you how happy it made me to read it.

  3. I love the idea of a middle-of-the-day date. Put a plug in Noel's ear for me?

  4. hi mary! i recently found your blog through my friend elizabeth's (etellstales) and i just have to say i'm enjoying it so much. your writing, your pictures, your thoughts on life. it's all really lovely and honest and i think i'll be back again and again.