If there's one thing I've learned since I've become a mom, it's that you have to FLEXIBLE. It's obvious that I don't just mean physically flexible, which is of course, a huge, back-breaking part of being a mom. But overall flexible. It means that even when you add an hour and a half on to your out-the-door time, you are frequently standing over the kitchen sink cleaning throw-up off your shoulder at that two hour mark. Or when you plan your Sunday grocery trip down to the exact count of grapes, but walk out with a bag of pretzels and a now, underpriced, pacifier. For the last 5 months, it's been adjusting to the au-natu-rel, tie-dye clothing we've embraced status-post feedings! I couldn't resist sharing the process. P.S. Flexible also means finally posting a Christmas blog in mid-May. Please refer back to December 2013 if your interested in how the first Christmas went. MORE PLE...
