I’ve been looking at old blogs recently. My love for the girls and life was so fierce and passionate. I loved the girls so much that I literally wanted to squeeze them so hard sometimes – my patience and love extraordinary for my tiny humans. Fast forward the past few years and somehow they have grown up before my eyes. Yes, they are still little but they are far from toddlers. They whine, they don’t appreciate, and they fight a lot….it drives Justin and I insane sometimes and I turn into a mom, a person I never thought I would be. I’m rude to them, short with them, and honestly I want to just yell and say to them “what the f**k is wrong with you.” I hate that version of me…it is not who I am or who I aspire to be. The girls are not going to get any younger so I need to figure it out…need to figure out how to be that mom that I once was – the mom who simply adored her children, the mom who literally couldn’t stop smiling when she looked and thought of her kids.

This past weekend we went to New York City for the weekend and it wasn’t a good weekend. It makes me sad to write that, to think that, but it is true. We had good moments but the truth is every wrong turn, bad meal, or change of plans got to each of us this weekend.  We will go again to NY….it won’t be tomorrow but we will go and the ugly of this trip will long be forgotten. Pictures were far and few between but there were a few – and this is how we will likely remember this trip in the days to come.

And we will end this on a scrumptious mouth watering worth every calorie cookie because for those few minutes I was in complete and utter decadent bliss!