Family Living: Abbott Style

Tired, frustrated, under slept, under groomed...and two kids are making it their goal to tear down the home.  The home I worked so hard to clean, after they were tucked in bed last night---again. I look down and see elastic around my ankles.   ELASTIC.  I vowed not to wear sweats--as like...an attire.  I judged...JUDGED mothers for wearing Yoga pants.  Even after Haley.  But here I sit.  Two kids, a messy house, under groomed---in elastic sweats.  In fact, I am not exactly sure the last time I wore pants that required a button.  And in these pants, I am not sure I could even get a prisoner to lust after me. I actually loath myself. I hurry through the day.  Holding my pee longer than what is healthy for the bladder. I've re-heated my coffee for the 3rd time.  THIRD time.  I am not even human until I can consume coffee. And even after my come to Jesus revelation just two days ago--I am thinking about my holey cup, leakin...

I want to publicly apologize in advance to my son's future girlfriends/ wife.  I hate you already. Our family is really hitting our stride.  We are settling into a good groove.  For a long time, it seemed as if life was a struggle.  Transitioning from one child to two was no an easy one for Haley...or for me for that matter.   Since day 1, Owen has been my easy baby.  Easy going.  Happy.  Go with the flow.  Haley is my smart, strong willed girl.  She puts up a real fight.  I admire that--but it is damn hard to parent. Owen at 2 Sweet, tender, kind--Owen is a lover. He loves playing with big sister, and big sister loves playing with him His vocabulary is blooming more and more each day.   Loves hotdogs. He is an awesome little sleeper.  Love his Daddy.  And his Daddy's yellow car. Mom doesn't get a lot of cuddles anymore.  He is a busy boy.  Playing and learning. He is reluctant to b...