These first few pics are for my Aunt Monica who sent AK a gift all the way from across the big pond...I had to put her in it immediately because I don't know how long she'll fit in it!

We never thought that Randy would be the one staying home with our kids. Frankly it is difficult most of the time. Randy deeply desires to be employed in a job that can provide for our family. But it hasn't happened yet. I don't know if it will happen anytime soon. He takes care of our kids during the day while I go to work and he works 1-3 nights/week cleaning hoods...usually getting in around 2 or 3am and getting up with our earliest riser anywhere from 8am-9:30am...
He is currently working on potty training Rody
And spends much of his day cooing at our darling daughter...receiving all her precious smiles. I would rather be the one doing this. I want to see the smiles at 11:30 in the morning. But, I don't. How do I accept this and remain content? 
I am truly trying to live in my moment...be content no matter my circumstances because I truly have so much to be thankful for. Randy is an incredible dad...he is so good with the kids...he is playful, loving, and has good boundries with discipline...our kids do not have to go to daycare...I have a job at an incredible school and love what I do...I get about 15 weeks off/year...our kids are healthy and precious...we are currently paying off a lot of debt (cars, etc...) and are seeing the light at the end of the tunnel....(and I'm adding this since I first posted...) Why is it that so many times the grass seems greener? For example, the single, successful, has her own money and can do what she wants girl, desperately wants to be married and a mom....or the SAHM who loves her kids/family desperately wishes for a brief stint in her world where she didn't have so much responsibility? It is just wanting what we don't have? Or is it something deeper?? I don't know...just pondering these things...I am certain that God has apportioned our lots...that He is a giver of good things, blessings, and has a plan for us...just the plan wasn't supposed to look like this..
At the end of the day, I get to come home and hug my babies tight knowing that they have been cared for by their daddy all day. How many dads get to do this? I'm sure most dads once their children are grown wish that they could go back in time to when they were little and get to do it over...Randy is getting so much quality time in with them...



But I can honestly say I never truly understood the heartache, fullness, and love that come with motherhood until I became one myself...and you became my children's grandmother...
Anna Kate February 2010
