My family lately. My highlight reel with some behind the scenes. For real.

This is my family. We are not perfect. Hell, sometimes we're full-on screaming at each other (especially between 7 and 8 am) The boys mostly don't listen to anyone right now and they don't always eat their vegetables. Graeme and I can argue until 1am or completely ignore each other for days. The boys squabble, sometimes don't share and  can irritate the living rabbits out of each other. We don't keep meal times and we mostly don't make sense. We're all a bit batty. I drink more wine / vodka than would be considered socially acceptable and you should see us in the mornings. Child services should never see us in the mornings. Sometimes my kids get Pronutro for dinner, sometimes a bag of marshmallows. Often they'll stay up past 9pm and Ben is that kid that asks for every num-num and has a cry in the shops. The boys get sick a lot, especially that they're both in school. The list is longer than the queue at Burger King. We've got all your usual family problems, but my goodness we love each other. 

I'm not going to try sell you on how awesome everything is all the time because being a young family with two toddler boys is really hard sometimes. I envy those mothers that have it all figured out and have their kids waitlisted at the best schools before they've even given birth. I lost Noah's raffle sheet last week and he's almost five and I don't have a 'big' school for him yet. Not even a Grade R. Benjamin is probably behind on his vaccinations right now and we get a lecture each time they go for their shots from the nurse that looks at me like I'm the worst mother in the world. I always feel guilty, I never feel like I'm doing as well as they deserve and I've had many, many moments of feeling overwhelmed. When Noah was 2 and Benjamin was about 3 months I full-on locked myself in the bathroom for an hour. I sat on the floor and cried and cried and cried from exhaustion. It was like something out of a really low budget movie and it was like I wasn't even there. Like I was watching myself break in to a thousand little pieces from a distance. My life would be substantially better if I was a pretty crier.

Parenting is hard sometimes guys. It's fun and wonderful and I'm having the best time of my life but puhleeeeze don't think that it's all teddy bears and banana splits in the bunny house. I love these guys and they are worth every dirty sock and smelly fart in the world. This is what happy looks like. I am so in love it's like my heart pumps chocolate chip waffles in to every nook & cranny of my soul. Have you seen these faces? Thank you sun for shining on us all weekend!