Parenting a newborn is hard. One major plus about adopting is that you aren't simultaneously dealing with the ego blow of having your body morphed beyond recognition after a pregnancy. I truly believe that the weight gain aspect is one of the unmentioned curses of childbearing. Your world is already being rocked with a crying baby, no sleep, breastfeeding woes, and an end to freedom as you know. Let's tack on top of that the fact that all of this will be happening while you struggle to find an . . .

Jafta just had his preschool graduation last week. I was a little cynical about the whole thing, because he's not really "graduating" to anything, except for another year of the same. But his preschool has all the kids in the class participate in the ceremony, since it is the last year for some. I was a little annoyed at all of the obligations involved and thought it seemed a little superfluous for our family. Plus I just wanted to stay home that night and go to bed early. So I'm really not sure . . .

I've been a mother to three small ones for six weeks now. This week, I seem to have kind of hit a wall. I'm so, so tired, The adrenaline has worn off, and the energy is waning. But the part that is really most frustrating to me is how little I am able to get done right now. For a type-A mama, ending the day with just as many items on the to-do list as I started with is NOT a great feeling. I'd been advised by lots of well-meaning friends to just stop trying to get things done. But truly, my bar . . .

Who doesn't love a mystery story?(People eating their lunch right now, that's who. Blatant crap talk to follow. If you are squeamish, go look at this instead).Yesterday when I went to retrieve India from her nap I noticed a strong odor eminating from her room. It was poop, to be sure, but the smell was just a bit more permeating than usual. I also noticed immediately that she was wearing a swim diaper under her dress instead of the old-school diaper she was wearing at the beginning of her nap. . . .

THINGS THAT ARE CUTE:sisters in matching outfitssunglasses in the bathtubcousins playing at grandma's houseJafta playing t-ballTHINGS THAT ARE NOT CUTE:my husband rocking a moustache because Kipp will think it's funny . . .

I walked into my bedroom the other day and this is the scene that I found. Apparently, my shoes are airplanes, and a random breastshield is serving as a landing pad. I'm not sure what Moses is doing . . . maybe air traffic control? Nice juxtaposition of found objects, Jafta. . . .

Today was a great mother's day. I woke up at 10am!! (of course I also woke up to Karis at midnight, 3am, and 6am, but it was nice to sleep in and try to catch up). I also found breakfast waiting for me. What a great hubby!We had a lazy morning and then went to Habana's for lunch. It's my favorite restaurant and we've gone there every year for Mother's Day since we got Jafta. I certainly wouldn't have thought on that Mother's Day that I would be back four years later with 3 kids in tow! It's not . . .