I haven't worked out in years...literally. I think I gave up fitness when we started infertility treatments. Hormone bloat plus two babies in two years and well, let's just say it ain't that pretty.
I need to go to Walmart and the post office and return some clothes that don't fit Quinn.
But I don't want to do any of those things. I just want to hang out with these two....
Noah doesn't even look like this anymore. We got his haircut over the weekend and now he looks more like a little boy then the baby he once was. He'll be two in a few weeks.
And time with Quinn is flying. She laughing and rolling around. She's been trying to stay in the sitting position by herself. I've already had to put lots of her little clothes away because they are too small. At the preschool they all think she's the happiest baby they've ever seen.
They are my priorities. Eventually I'll get to the house and maybe jog around the block....but right now all I want to do is rock Quinn a little more, read Noah one more book and just enjoy their littleness. Tomorrow they'll already be bigger than they were today and I don't want to miss a moment.
But I am going to try to get back into the blogging thing because I want to be able to remember all this someday. I just don't know how often I'll post because after all I have priorities.
