A week ago we celebrated Joey's 3 months birthday... and it doesn't seem fair. I somehow had made up my mind that everything was under control. After all (deep sigh), I've done this before. Yet every Tuesday the garbage truck drives by our neighborhood and gradually picks any knowledge I had obtained on raising kids. Yep. It's Parenting 101 back in this house. He slept amazingly the first couple of months but perhaps ... well let's just say that he should be sleeping more than his brother is. I just don't get it.
So tiring? Yes. It's like a muffler shop at our place. It's just exhausting. (Notice the dad joke to keep the mood light.) But once again I catch myself wishing that the moments I hold Joey in my arms as I rock him to sleep will never end. If only I could grasp these moments and replay them over and over again. So despite how draining it is to raise two boys, Joey completes our family... or as big brother likes to sing... "With Joey in the family, happy happy home..."
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