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This is the Life

I got peed on yesterday.  Was puked on twice.  I mean it was spit-up, but the babies are eating solid food now, so puke.  I touched poop by accident.  Not mine.  Boogers happened.  Basically, I managed some sort of direct contact with every possible bodily fluid, none of which were my own.  Then I smashed two of the biggest fastest spiders I have yet to meet.  Tarantulas with jetpacks.  

I thought about texting Ross to see if he was interested in changing places, but then I remembered he was calling students and their parents.  I'd rather take all of the body fluids, diapers, bottom wipings, and spiders than make one single parent phone call.  Not. My. Jam.  

Sometimes it feels like the baby and toddler stage is infinity years long.  I have to remind myself that we will not be wiping bottoms and noses forever...........I take that back.  We will definitely still be wiping bottoms and noses; they will just be our own.  Ahem.  

What I'm saying is, I know these days won't last forever.  Sometimes I get stuck on the drudgery and forget to stay focused on the sweet and fleeting moments we have during this time.  As parents of young kids we are told a million and ten times that it goes by fast.  I know.  I see it speeding by.  Sometimes.  And sometimes the days are very looooong.  

So, that said, please don't tell me to enjoy it.  I am.  Don't tell me it goes by too quickly.  I'm aware.  But if you see me or one of my compatriots looking a little less than dreamy-eyed at our sweet blessings, just know that it might be because we are answering our 756th question of the day, reminding them to use inside voices for like the 44th time, or playing mediator of the backseat boundary lines again.  If you feel like you must comment, a simple "hang in there, you're doing great" is appreciated and appropriate.  On the other hand, "boy, you've got your hands full" is not helpful.  Please feel free to eat those words at your leisure. 



P.S. I love my kids.  I also skipped showering them so they could go to bed a little earlier, and I could eat ice cream.  It's all about balance.  

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