Sunday night blues

I love the weekends. I love lance being here to help with the girls. I love getting to spend one on one time rocking one to sleep, not worrying about the lone baby crying in the living room. I love having a partner in bottle washing, dish washing, clothes washing....get then point with the washing!? I love when meltdowns begin being able to say, "ok...you rock her and I'll hold her". I love only carrying one car seat to the car, dressing one baby, and changing one babies diapers. 

See a trend? 

Every weekend I seem to forget how to do it alone, and then Monday comes and I learn all over again!

I have no greater joy in my life than caring for my girls. I couldn't ask for a more blessed, full life if I tried. 

BUT, sometimes is hard to make the shift from constant help to 6am-6pm solo duty! 

Oh well, bring it on week!! By Friday we will know how to do it again, then forget again and start this whole thing over!! :) 

Thought I'd throw in an old school pic. Now at this age, I most definitely did NOT have things under control by myself. I think I called my mom 100 times a day...begging her to spend the night! But oh my goodness, the preciousness of this picture kills me! Thank you God for weekends spent enjoying my family. I am blessed!