Launa's potty trained (kind-of)I'm going to make a crazy confession here that going to be taboo... I think if I were to choose a profession based solely on the day-to-day duties, "Housewife" would be like 385th on my list.
To see my perspective, you have to understand where I'm coming from. In the past 24 hours, I've scooped poop from panties and put it in the toilet TWICE, discovered M&M colored hand prints all over my white duvet cover, put Launa's clothes back in the drawer so she could tear them all out again, tripped over pitchers of water that Launa has figured out how to fill herself, cleaned up the water, woke up at 4 when Launa was demanding the "Rock-a-bye chair", washed a ridiculous amount of laundry for three people, confiscated a knife, TylenolPM pills, and scissors from Launa and gotten kicked for it (and yes, I put them up high, she's intuitive and incredibly ambitious), watched 2 (okay 3) episodes of Dora, started contemplating dinner, cleaned bathrooms -- you get the picture, and I have a family of THREE. So if someone posted a job description for "Housewife", call me crazy, but I probably wouldn't apply. But for some reason, when you love someone or something, you're willing to do crazy things. Launa also told me a "secret" (that she loves me) a bunch today, gave me snuggles, brushed my hair for me, and made me jump on her bed with her, and Mark did take her last night and put her to bed and let me sleep, so I guess you take the bad with the good.
There is one category of "housewife" or mothering that you can't explain, the job satisfaction category. When there are sweet moments and milestones, there is nothing more satisfying, and for that, I'll continue to endure long days filled with sometimes menial tasks for probably the rest of my life.
Now I'll get to the point, the big reason for my rant is that we are officially expecting baby #2 on September 8th and I'm contemplating life with two Launa's. Here's to cleaning up more poop and getting less sleep! :) In all seriousness, I am really excited and can't wait to meet him or her. Mark would appreciate it if everyone would pray fervently for us to have a boy, but I'm completely content with a healthy baby (okay, one that is a good sleeper is also on my wish list, so you can slip that in there:).
Sorry for the lengthy entry, since I post once every three months, I'll have to upload some pictures I finally got off my camera.
