I love orchids. Manny remembered and got me one for Mother's Day. Today the last bloom fell off, already. I loved it while it lasted though.
Seth has been teething worse than ever before, and is perfecting the art of the tantrum. I think the "terrible twos" have come nine months early... because today can really only be described as terrible. Sorry for being so negative, but I'm just being honest here. I feel so guilty because I definitely lost my patience a few times. I try so hard to be even-keeled and gentle even when Seth is being difficult, but the lack of sleep and lack of time to myself gets the better of me, all too often lately. I feel so alone and in desperate need of a recharge. I feel like a bad mom because I lost my cool, because I want to respond to everything, no matter what, calmly and with love. But I know I need to be easier on myself. Everyone has bad days, and of course no one is perfect. Motherhood is hard. It is the most amazing thing I have ever done in my life, by far, but no one promised it would be easy.
(So I may be blogging a little less in the coming days. I need to find my inspiration again, life has been kind of sucking the life out me lately and I have nothing to give right now. I am praying for some uninterrupted time to myself to work through some of what is tripping me up.)