That I ran the dishwasher. I spent the entire day thinking I had no clean dishes and was constantly rewashing silverware.

This is the kind of thing that pre-kids, never would have happened. Ever.

Small humans. They really do suck the life out of you. But they also give you a ton of life.

Brain power, thought — they take more of than they currently give on that one.

I know this isn’t something to be upset, but it is symbolic of me and this season I am in.

I forget a lot of things a lot of times.

I haven’t vacuumed my children’s rooms in a month. The other day I wondered when I had last washed the sheets on James bed.

Balls are dropped. All the time. Brightly covered Disney, PJ Masks ones.

It’s hard for me to accept that I can’t have things perfect 100% of the time. It’s hard to manage two other people.

Still wouldn’t change it for the world. Not a single thing.