This weekend, I went away overnight to Santa Barbara for my friend, Elyse's bachelorette party. Sometimes you need a girls night out- to let loose, have fun, and not worry about anything except for the aforementioned things. :)
Happy bachelorette, Elyse! :) We cannot wait until your wedding!
As much as I love being with the girls, my best friend is this little cutie pie. I love coming home to all of her hugs and kisses, and these days, never-ending conversation about how she pushed her cousin or what she and Daddy did together while I was gone.
Daddy did a fantastic job taking care of her and made it through without any sweat (or tears). :)
Being with a lot of women this weekend who have yet to have children, there come a ton of questions about what it's like to have kids. My responses may frighten people out of having children. I don't mean to do this. I'm just being realistic. Having a kid is hard. H-A-R-D. No one can ever describe the sacrifice it takes to have a kid- no matter how hard they try. The feeling of having someone be completely reliant on you is overwhelming and the thought of having to raise a kid to be a decent human being is indescribable. In the midst of all my stories about raising a now toddler, I sometimes forget to remind people that every moment of toddler screaming, food throwing, (and in my case toddler lecturing), is undoubtedly outweighed by the laughs, the hugs, and now conversations with the kid above. I guess to me it's obvious that all of the hard moments in parenthood are outweighed by the unconditional love you get in return. To people who have never had kids, I assume my stories are pretty horrific. Yes, my daughter lectures me. She throws tantrums (and I'm not sure where or why they occur most of the time). She can look people dead in the eye and not blink- she's not afraid of you...seriously. She has decided to exert all sense of independence in everything- taking a bath, eating, walking, etc., which ultimately results in an argument and some tears on both our parts. She has the ability to throw her body parts at people- kicking, hitting, whatever. None of this is cool, but do you know what is? What's amazing is that my daughter IS independent. She voices her opinions. She's fearless. She hugs, she kisses, and she loves harder than most people I know.
For those of you who read my blog or hear me telling stories about my daughter, I'm telling the truth. I don't mean to frighten people from child rearing. I apologize if I do. In the middle of all those "horrific" stories of raising a toddler almost in her "terrible two's", there's an understanding that I chose to take on this huge responsibility of raising a child. Somewhere in the sarcasm lies a lot of love and gratitude for being given the opportunity to become a mother. Parenthood is an adventure and a journey. I'm just trying to take it one day at a time and make it out alive in the end. :P Happy parenting!
They're so cute when they're asleep. :)
Best friends.
God Bless,
Kat
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