Aside from the busy of adding filters and captions to instagrams, I've just been busy halfway doing things. Ya know, sweeping the kitchen floor into a pile but not getting to the dustpan part before I am changing a diaper. Transferring the clothes from the washer to the dryer but not getting to the turning the dryer on part before I am pouring apple juice into a sippy. I know I'm not the first mother of both a toddler and a newborn and I tell myself this daily. Hourly. But holy cow!* The highs are high. And the lows: low. Life has been total chaotic calm, complete busy peace. I just don't know how it's all done in other families where the houses are clean and the mother's teeth are always brushed. But I remind myself of grace upon grace and I Instagram a photo that makes it appear as though everything is coming up roses over here. Then I run to turn on the dryer 6 hours late, resweep the floors, and survive another day.
Honestly, Gus is doing a great job at being a big brother. He really likes her. He runs to find me if she is making any sort of noise. He introduces her to anyone that comes over with a hearty and proud "Dere she is". He even threw away her dirty diaper yesterday.
*The other day while I was getting Gus out of the car I noticed his car seat was covered in melted gummies. I said "Holy cow, Gus!" To which he looked at me and with a very serious face said, "MOOOO".