"I mommy's baby, dada!”

Tonight was pretty insane.  Now that everyone's asleep I can just lay here and take a few moments to reflect.  I have to admit that normally I find it really hard to stick to a schedule but I try to somewhat follow one because all the parenting magazines and my mom say that it's important to have the kids on a schedule because it teaches them discipline and overall it's healthy for them. 

At 5pm the kids were having dinner, by 7pm they were in the bath and just before 8pm I was getting each of them ready for bed (Even on days that my schedule flies out the window, 8pm is bedtime).  I always say prayers with Selena and, since about 2 months ago, Alessia has joined us.  Today, Rob was able to get home in time to put Alessia to bed awhile I get Selena to bed and tidy up what I need/want to downstairs.  Earlier in the day I had agreed to making two of my no-bake pumpkin pies for Roberto's company potluck for tomorrow, so once I got downstairs I no-baked away.  The entire time I'm no-baking I can hear little Alessia crying and, at one point, screaming that she absolutely did not want to sleep with daddy.  She demanded "MOMMY!". 

Now, there are moments when I feel so proud to be the parent she always needs but there are also times when I need my own alone time.  Trying to be patient with them all day is a task in itself for me.  There are situations when I could totally lose it because of milk all over my living room floor, or crumbs on my sofa, toys being thrown down the stairs, and hitting.  Come 8pm, when they are in bed (or should be in bed), I don't want to do anything else but sit and blog, have a tea with my M&M's, watch a show or two, or even just lay on the sofa doing nothing.  Point is, I'm beat!!

At the end of it all, Alessia tells daddy she wants mommy because "I mommy's baby, dada!".  I finish two no-bake pumpkin pies at 10pm, and still have to take her back upstairs to get her to sleep.  All I have to say is, I'm exhausted.