It has been an exhausting day.
Between running errands, calling preschools, then calling moms about information on preschools we are all tired.
We almost lost Westons shoe twice today at Trader Joe's.
There was a near breakdown at Sports Authority because we didn't leave with a ball.
And don't even get me started on Costco.
But you know what? I couldn't have asked for a better day.
I truly love being a S.A.H.M.
It's my job.
I am so grateful that I have a husband who can comfortably support us so that I can raise our kids during the day.
There will be plenty of years to come where I can go back to work.
My days don't begin until me and my boys have shared a bowl of Cheerios and watched G.M.A. snuggled up in blankets on the floor.
I do puzzles, play trains and cars, and improve my ability to color in the lines every afternoon.
I can't have a successful day until I've given 10,000+ kisses and said "I love you" more times then I can count.
No, I don't dress up and go into the office anymore.
I don't have meetings or work dinners.
I don't even bring home any money.
My paychecks are seeing Ashton and Weston learn something new.
I'm paid in smiles, hugs and snuggles.
Seeing them sleeping soundly and knowing that I get to get up with them tomorrow
and do it again.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
I am fulfilled because I am a mom.
I am accomplished because I am a mom.
I love my job