The Reese's

"Awww- How old is your little one?" "Nine? yes, nine months!" "Oh, really? She look so tiny!" "Yes, she is really nine months." I think I would remember the day I birthed her. And TINY? She is a monster! "Awe. Well she has the most beautiful eyes!" "Thanks. We think they are gorgeous too." Please, let me find my 2.5 year old and play with him. "How much does she weigh?" "Around 17lbs, maybe a little more." Really, let me go. " "My daughter is six months and is 17lbs." "That's great, she's growing right along."  Chubbers. "Maybe she is just longer than yours. How long is she?" "I think she was close to 27 inches at the last check-up." Good lord, I am just trying to shop. "What?! Wow, my daughter is only 24 inches." "At six months so was she." NOW LET ME GO! "How many teeth does she have?" "None." ...

After getting both kids to bed (before 8pm mind you!) I have finally had time to sit down and decompress. My morning started out with Emilee stirring in her crib around 4am. I quickly grabbed her and put her in our bed to fall back asleep as she normally does. She started stirring around again at 6am which was my cue to get out of bed and get dressed and ready to leave for her eye appointment. I woke up with that "this should be an interesting day" feeling and low and behold, it was. It was 6:55 when I realized that our wonderful sitter hadn't arrived yet. She is never late, even the one time she thought she was going to be late she was still five minutes early. So when she wasn't here at 7, my mind went crazy. Was she in an accident, had something happened with her family... the list went on with the craziness of Philly news. I sent a text at 7:05 and nothing. I finally switched from worried mom mode to get-in-the-damn-car mode to make the appointment on time. (I...