We're well on our way to having a "big girl"

  No matter how much I don't want to think about it, I simply cannot ignore the fact that my little baby isn't so little any more and I dislike everything about it. Two days ago Emory Mae turned a whole TEN, that's right ladies and gents (who am I kidding, only vaginas read this thing) T-E-N.... 10.... diez.... and so on and so forth, months old. It baffles me that it's been that long since she made her way out of me and then I look at her and it makes sense. She's now a pro fake cryer, a pro furniture walker, a pro big sister annoyer, a pro teeth grower (we're on number 8 now... in 3 months) and a pro at waving bye-bye, doing "SO BIG!" and clapping. Most moms are overwhelmed with joy when they see their baby doing new things or experiencing firsts, I on the other hand dislike it. Not a lot, just a little and only because I still feel like she is my little baby or she should be at least. I don't know if she still seems so little to me, because I have Lily pops to compare her to or what, but to me she's still my teeny tiny 8 pound 1 ounce baby.

When E Money was 3 days old.

  As I watch her try and fake cry her way out of baby jail, I can't help but feel my heart cringe a little. My girls are going to grow up and I can't stop it. I can't stop them from going to school, well really I could, but I'm a lazy creature. I can't stop them from being bullied. I can't stop them from being the victim of mean horrible wretched girls. I can't stop them from falling in love with the wrong person. I can't stop their precious hearts from being broken into a million pieces by said douche bucket. I can't stop any of it. So what do I do? I embrace it, but not in the way that those creepy "younger" moms do where they borrow their daughters clothes and pretend to be their best friend, because of the fact that they "look alike". There's NOTHING okay with THOSE moms. I'm really going to embrace it and be their best friends. I'm going to be their activists. I'm going to be that PTA meeting, team mom, stick figure on the back of my care having mother and I'm going to love every minute of it, because I only get them to myself for a few more years and then they have to venture out into the big ol' world and I can't stop how that world is going to treat them. Oh and you can bet your sweet ass that once they're in that big ol' world, I'm going to be that mom that still cooks them dinner (providing that they're close enough of course.... or maybe I'll move to them :p) and does their laundry and sneaks money into their bank accounts. Basically, if you've seen Diane Keaton in Because I said so, that's going to be me. A little crazy about letting them go, but always with the best intentions.... and.... I probably won't sleep with their boyfriend's dad. PROBABLY, but no promises ladies.

And NOW she's 10 months.

  Aside from my daily mini freak outs about my babies leaving me, I've just been staying busy as usual. I finally struck a deal with my man meat about my bow business. I get an hour (thats right! 60 whole glorious minutes!) to myself a night to fill bow orders, do paper work.... Facebook and pinterest aimlessly, let's be real thats what i'll be doing mostly. I know it seems silly to have to set an hour aside for myself, but with the way the two of us work lately we're lucky if we can pee on our own anymore. Oh the never-ending joy of being parents right? Speaking of businesses, the daycare is going great! I am seriously so beyond happy that I decided to go this route in life. I have one full time baby and she's amazing. However, if Emory doesn't stop trying to sit on her and Lily doesn't stop trying to put baby doll clothes on her, I'm afraid she'll leave my house a little confused in life as to whether she should wear clothes 6 times too small and be a couch or not. <---- see what I did there? I made a joke! har har har! Look don't judge me, that small clothes wearing couch had me up at 5 a.m. this morning. O K A Y!?

  Now I'll leave you with two pictures. So enjoy those as much as you did reading this....which.... you know was THE FREAKING HIGHLIGHT OF YOUR DAY! (that was me tooting my invisible blog horn) and have a super day or night or afternoon or afternoon poop or whatever it is that you're going to be doing after this. : )

-Amanda.

Seriously, I have the cutest kids ever.
Idk if you noticed, but those are Pinkalicious "hair extensions"
Diva much? You know it.

As much as I love my job, this is the result of it at the end of the day.
A High Life Lite in a pink sparkly koozie on my boobie shelf.
<3