My philosophy has always been it's the journey, not the destination. This is so true lately.
When I change MY mindset about any irritating things, life lifts a weight off my shoulders. I am enjoying have this busy house full of life! It is constantly busy and noisy and I am exhausted, but I am happier and sleep so much better because of it.
Nurturing is my middle name. The c-section nursing Mom is doing very, very well. Braeden is totally all boy (everything and anything becomes a weapon or a bad guy) and Deacon is a little sweet potato. He's finally gaining weight and looks like he will be a nice chunky baby. Even Jesse is pitching in to keep this tiny nest serene.
I love cooking and nest building (although the dog is getting tired of me moving his giant bed) It's all looking pretty civilized despite having all the baby paraphernalia! We live with a chair or lamp "here" for a few days, and then I decide "there" might be better.
I'm thinking, just as I get used to this ... they will all move back home.