Parenting. It’s so hard to describe.
It is witnessing the most beautiful sights in the world.
It is seeing nothing else but your children, no matter what else surrounds you.
It is a million gray hairs that appear instantly, overnight, the second you start trying to conceive.
It is giving up glamour and adopting Hello Kitty Couture.
It is really, really, gross.
It is perpetual cleaning, without ever a clean house to show for it.
It is silly and hilarious and fun.
And full of dinosaurs.
It is absolutely, terrifyingly, loud, panic-inducing, and oh-my-goodness-i-don’t-know-what-i’m-doing-ing.
It is sometimes seeing yourself in it’s ugliest, strangest form, almost unrecognizable. 
It is an endless stream of dirty dishes. Real ones and pretend ones. Who knew pretend picnics required so much cleaning?
It is backpain, current or impending, but completely unavoidable.
It is using a doll highchair as a table to conveniently hold your wine.
It is drinking coffee. A LOT of coffee.
It is your child serving herself pretend juice, water, milk, or tea, but only serving you pretend coffee. She is an attentive waitress.
It is never having enough bananas. “I need more bananas! A LOT more bananas! (Even though she already has bananas).
It is saying, “Just one more picture, please!” and hearing “stop taking pictures, Mom!” A phase that starts so much earlier than you are ready for.
It is managing an attitude, a force that both awes and scares you, that begins from day 0.5.
It is seeing yourself in your children.
It is a million trips to the grocery store for items like this (all of which are worth every penny).
It is simultaneously horrifically ugly and absolutely beautiful.
It is wanting to look like this:
But really looking like this:
But, it is looking like this to them. Which reminds you that it doesn’t really matter what you look like.
A Morning Grouch 
Beautiful, amazing, spectacular pictures! I love these 🙂 Pictures really do speak louder than words. Thank you for sharing this glimpse into your world 🙂
I’m not normally a picture person – but sometimes they say so much more than we can articulate. Thanks for stopping by.
This post made me cry! It is so beautiful and full of live, love and truth. And: you do look beautiful on every single picture!
thanks for sharing!
Thank you, Luisa!
This was beautiful! One of my closest friends has just had a baby, and I’m starting to appreciate now what that really means 🙂
Thanks Pippa!
Love it, I first read your blog when you wrote a running one and particularly enjoyed the one referring to depression. Your message always seems to resonate and your style remains light touch. Keep it up (when you can!)
Thanks Paula!! I’ve got another running one in the works. I can’t run right now….which is very sad.
This is perfect! And I don’t even have kids. Haha. I work as a nanny though, and see some of these things…all of which make me desperate for my own kids someday 🙂
Nannies are second mamas, that’s for sure!
Love it!
You express the woes and love of being a Mom so well. We all have had our day and would not change it for anything. We are blessed.
We are so blessed. Thanks for reading 🙂
I love this. I cried and I love it. 💙💙💙💙
What a great way to start my day, thanks for sharing.
oh my god, I love this. I laughed and cried. That last one gets me 🙂 Makes me so excited for the future but also wishing things would sloooowwww down.
So. Fast. Toddler Grouch turns 3 next week. How?!
This was a beautiful post. Sums up my feelings exactly. Thank you for posting.
Thank you for reading 🙂
Loved this post. Loved your pictures. Especially the wine glass on the doll high chair. Love. xoxo