I'm a working girl now. Because I work. All day. Everyday. Which is partly awesome and partly exhausting/overwhelming. Which is something all working mothers know. It's just that I didn't really know. Because I haven't really done this before. The whole work an eight hour day and then find time to grocery shop, clean, cook, and spend time with my kids thing. Especially that last thing- the most important thing- spending time with my kids.
Because, dang. I miss them.
Which is good. I think I've said it before, but I needed to miss them. I need to miss them. It makes our time together better.
Here is some time with Adelaide in photos. Adelaide who grows bigger and more independent all the time. Adelaide who grows into and then out of phases quicker than I can blink. For instance, for a while when she was mad, she would make what we coined "the duck face." She would stick her lips out so far she would cover her nostrils with them and then give us the stink eye. I never got a photo of it, because she'd put that duck face away when I got a camera out. And she eventually stopped altogether. Probably because it had the exact opposite effect she intended- I'd just bust out laughing.
So, Adelaide and I steal time together in the morning and straight after work. She wakes up at 6:30 and then comes into bed and snuggles with me until 7, giving me the best 30 minute slow wake up ever. She starts off still and silent and then we usually end up tickling and wrestling by 7. It's great.
And in the evening when she gets home from daycare- she just wants her tutti and another snuggle. And most days, like today, this suits me just fine.
I interrupted our snuggle time, because the sun came out (for the first time in five days), and I realized I don't have any recent photos of Ade, so we needed to rectify this. I ended the snuggle, but I couldn't end the tutti time. As you'll soon see.
So, we started with some Napoleon/fire engine song action.
Which moved to some Moomin snuggles and car zooming.
And then I thought, "Hey, let's take this tutti away and get some photos without the giant piece of plastic covering half her face."
And she thought, "WHY IS MY LIFE SO TERRIBLE?!!! I'LL NEVER LOVE YOU AGAIN, MOM!!"
So, I returned the tutti to the now blotchy-faced kid. Who game me teary-eyed smiles which warmed my heart.
And then I remembered I wanted to photograph her amazing mullet.
So, you know, that happened.
Then she continued her siren song from her brother's bed. Because he wasn't home to protest.
My baby is 19.5 months old. She tries her hardest to get herself dressed. She pees in the potty (which is not to say she's anywhere near potty trained). She insists on washing her own hands. She tries to help "clean" the house. She refuses to sit in her stroller on bus rides or waiting for the bus. Her song repertoire includes Itsy Bitsy Spider, Twinkle Twinkle, and Robin (Finland's teenage pop sensation)'s Boom-Kah. She's not nearly as stubborn or impossible as she was a few months ago- the clawing has by and large stopped. She's at the best age she's ever been.
I'm eagerly awaiting the start of Adelaide's speech. Otherwise, I'd be happy to have her stay this age forever!