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Nothing is permanent, nothing is permanent.  This is a motto I made for myself when Little E was a baby.  This applies to the good and the bad.  Little E has been whining since he opened his eyes at 6:15 this morning?  No problem, nothing is permanent.  Baby M has been sleeping through the night for 2 weeks straight?  Don’t get used to it - nothing is permanent.

So, this is what I have been reminding myself this week - nothing is permanent.  When Baby M turned 2 months old, I finally felt like I had a grip on this two kid thing.  It may have been a sometimes slippery, barely hanging on grip, but it was a grip.  The past two weeks have certainly thrown me for a loop. Baby M was diagnosed with acid reflux and started Zantac.  Just as she was beginning to feel better and sleep through the night again, she caught a cold.

Oh my goodness, Little E never had a cold this young so I had no idea how pitiful it was.  She was so mad because she couldn’t take her pacifier to help her sleep because then she couldn’t breathe because she was so stuffy.  She would fall asleep only to wake up screaming a few seconds later because she was so stuffy.  She would wake up 3-4 times at night wanting to eat because her throat was sore.  Nothing is permanent, nothing is permanent.  I ended up calling the nurse advice line one night and I know I sounded like a freaking out, new mother.  But, the nurse calmed me down and assured me that yes, she can breathe just fine, it sounds like she has a very healthy scream.  Haha.

But, do you know what I have realized?  I am a sometimes freaking out new mom.  I’m new to the balancing two children act.  Yes, I’ve had a baby already, but I’m new to this little baby.  And I’m new to having a three year old.  So, I  have decided to give myself a break and realize that nothing is permanent.  Has Baby M been taking all her naps this week in her swing?  Yes.  Has Little E watched one too many episodes of Pinky Dinky Doo?  Definitely.  But, it’s been a rough week and I’m not going to worry about it.  Because after all, nothing is permanent and next week will be better.  Right?

The bottom line is we are happy and healthy and I have two amazing children!  And the crazy thing is sometimes when I look at their sweet little faces, I wish it was permanent.  I wish I could freeze time and always remember the exact looks on their faces when I kiss them good night and their sweet little voices.  Ahhh, I’m off to go comfort a stuffy baby and wish her troubles will always be this easily fixed.