Im not even going to apoligize for my lack of Bloggage. Instead, I give you TWO YEAR PICTURES!:

Almost 2!

20 months old!

You know you are a working mom when...

 You always feel mediocre. A mediocre mom, a mediocre wife, a mediocre employee, a mediocre friend, daughter, housekeeper, you name it. You want to give 100 percent to everything in your life so you are left feeling like you always come up short.

You know you are a working mom when ...

You wonder how you are ever going to get out the door. I cringe when I hear myself say “We’ve got to go” repeatedly each morning as my two-year-old son insists on putting on his own shoes, zipping and unzipping his jacket, getting himself into his car seat. I hate that I can’t relish in all that he is accomplishing because I always feel like I’m 15 minutes late in life.

You know you are a working mom when ...

You spend the day wondering what your child is doing at day care while you sit at a desk and spend 8-plus hours with co-workers and only 4 awake hours with your kids who mean the most to you.

You know you are a working mom when ...

You finally get your kids home and instead of sitting down and playing with them you have to prep and cook dinner.

You know you are a working mom when ...

It’s 7 p.m. and you are finally taking your first bite of dinner and all of sudden your son who refused to eat his dinner wants to eat yours, on your lap, even though you made him the same thing.

You know you are a working mom when ...

You know how much you’ve longed to be with your babies all day but you find yourself counting down the minutes to bedtime because there are still dishes in the sink and more work to be done.

You know you are a working mom when ...

You rock your baby to sleep and all you want to do is rock there with him forever but again works calls, or bills have to be paid or laundry has to be done, and on the nights when it doesn’t, you know you still have to get up early in the morning.

You know you are a working mom when ...

Your “Me time” is spent folding laundry, paying bills, etc.

You know you are a working mom when ...

The weekend finally rolls around and instead of getting to relax, you have to clean house because Saturday and Sunday are your only “free” days to do this.

You know you are a working mom when ...

You look at the clock and it’s 8 p.m. on Sunday and you wonder how two whole days with your babies came and went so fast and it’s already time for another workweek.

To all the other working moms out there, know you are not alone in your struggles. Know that you are doing the best you can. Know that your babies love you and feel loved. Know that what you do matters, even when you question it. Know that some day you will look back and be proud of all you accomplished. And finally, know that you were never mediocre, in fact, you are extraordinary.

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Year and a half!

Holy crap am I bad at this blogging stuff.

Ok, about me in a paragraph or less:

Got laid off of my job of 8 years in the middle of a move. Got moved in, found a fantastic job a month later. Going to get my insurance agent license. Weight Watchers was a flop...I went like 2 months in a row then just...didnt. Got down to 250 (-10lbs) and now I am back up to 258.

Now onto the babe! He will be a YEAR AND A HALF this month! Holy crap! Heres his xmas pics from last year:

And this year :(

Three different santas (havent gotten the third santa pics yet) and all ended in screaming fits. He is JUST NOW going through a "stranger danger" phase.  

Stats:

Weight: 18.4lbs

Wears: 12 mo jammies
9 month pants
Diapers: size 3
Shoes: 3-4

Says:
Hi
mommy
daddy
up
down
binkie
"up above" (ie twinkle twinke little star)

Animal sounds he identifies:
Mooo ( http://instagram.com/p/iPy2jQwAe7/ )
Quack Quack
Woof woof

Meeeow

He also moos whenever he sees a picture of an elephant or a rhino as well as a cow...oh well, baby steps.

"Helping" me set up his mat (ignore the letters out of order)

He likes to perch on the back of the couch :)

At the childrens museum

Isnt this how you read books too?

Not so sure about this mom...

One year pictures with Wyatt!