...two is hard.
Hard work, that is.
I start off the day (earlyyyy) with a bunch of energy.
Coffee and I have never been close. We are now BFF.
At the end of the day, I'm tired and on edge.
Doesn't help we are ALL getting thru colds.
But when I look at the sweet face of my 4 week old girl,
or now get a "I love you, mama" from my precious 26 month old,
I thank God and ask him to do it all over again tomorrow.
Then I fall asleep hard.
Not sure I would have it any other way.