Good job mommy, you did it!

So I was told being a mommy is a rewarding and wonderful experience, so that means no challenges right? (insert sinister laugh) Raising a two year old, a one year old, and an infant is a non stop, always moving, someone's needing, poopy diaper changing kind of life. So I find myself searching out the simple things in the messy chaos.

Here's the story I'm going through one of those crazy non-stop, poopy diaper, mommy I need you days and I can tell my two year old is noticing the stress on mommy's face. It could have been the fact that I was catching a flying football while holding the baby and folding a mountain of clothes and texting my wonderful husband how amazing he is (gotta keep the fire burnin') and saving the one year old from his attempted leap off the kitchen table, or maybe he can just sense these things. Either way he felt it was his duty to make mommy feel better. So here we are in the middle of it all and he asks mommy for some turkey and cheese, I quickly reply (in a tone of pure frustration) "yes son, I can drop everything I am doing and get you some turkey and cheese" As I turn around to pass off the treat to his smiling face and outstretched chubby little hand he replies with all his excitement "great job mommy, you did it!" And the world melts. "thank you son"

I realize every day how wonderful life is with my three little princes, and I am thankful in all of it to be the princess in the middle.