The new normal

During weeks of bed rest I would dream of life being normal again. A normal schedule, a normal life out of bed. I could go shopping and clean my house and make dinner and drive again.

Then the babies came. And I was ready to start back to 'normal'. However, even though my living room usually looks like an F5 tornado hit, I can't seem to put down the sweet baby that I am holding to clean it. And even though I am now free to drive anywhere I want, the car usually just sits in the driveway as I just soak it all in.

Because before I know it, these kids will not fit in a basket and will complain when they get smothered in kisses.

A shout out to my friend Amanda who did these photos. Check out her blog here. She's pretty darn good.