For the very first time

I had originally intended to start this journal after returning home from the hospital with Zander. I had wanted to record my initial feeling and experiences of staying at home with two boys two years apart. But as any mom of a newborn will tell you, they leave little time for matters that do not immediately need attention. So you can imagine my life with a newborn and a two year old! I had thought staying at home would leave me with more time to get to my scrap booking, start a journal that documents my new adventure of stay-at-home mom to two young boys, or hell, paint my toenails! But alas, this is the first I have done of any of my good intentions. Between all the diaper changes, meals, nursings, pumpings, clothing changes, dishes, laundry, cleaning up of messes, all while recovering from less than adequate sleep, I find little time to do the less than important tasks that would require me to not have two-year old assistance. But this is my commitment to making time. If even on a weekly basis.
Zander Turned one month old yesterday and I can't think of anything I did in the past month. You can however see what Zander did this month... in his chubby thighs, his pudgy cheeks and the oh so round piggy belly. He has become quite the chunker for a baby his length! He looks two months old already. And I am amazed at how different he is from Tristan at his age, both in looks and in personality. He is more vocal with his tone. Tristan would just cry and scream when attention was desired; Zander seems to be more conversational about it. At least for a one month old.
Tristan has bloomed into an all out two year old. His words are getting clearer, but he gets frustrated really fast. He can throw a monster of a tantrum, but not too often. If only he would stay out of the fridge! It's not like he's getting something to eat or drink... perhaps it's just too hot!
I so can't wait for the weather to cool back down, but I have a wait before that happens. Once we can go swimming we'll be in good shape. But to be stuck inside the large portion of the day can get to you. And once we move back to civilization and it's not such an excursion to go to the mall just to walk around or have play dates we'll be great. T-man just needs an outlet for all his toddler energy.
I suppose that I am not officially a stay-at-home mom yet since I technically still have a job to go back to, all be it for a short time. And those couple of weeks should be interesting. I'm sure they will be as much of a haze as this past month has been.
So I have completed my very first entry to what I hope becomes a significant outlet for my busy weeks of motherhood. I hope to fill it with our everyday little triumphs, my goals and ideals, and those thoughts I keep losing cause I haven't wrote them down! Let's set our first goal small and commit to once a week, but more often if children permit.