February 4, 2018

Dear Babies,

It’s almost 10pm and I’ve been sitting downstairs since 8 working and eating Skinny Pop popcorn which, I have a sneaky suspicion, does not make you actually skinny if you eat it by the fucking bowlful like I do. But my point is not about weight but that I singlehandedly NAILED bedtime alone without any fuss. It’s almost ridiculous to be so excited but this simple task being that many moms everywhere don’t have support or a partner to tag team bedtime with but in our house, no one does bedtime solo so for me, this was a big job.

Want to give a shout out to your dad who ran out the door as fast as he fucking could when he was given permission to have a night off and not deal with any part of bedtime. He left his shadow on the ground bolting into that Uber at 4… should we take this as a slight?

The truth is, I owe my stress free night to you two girls who are the absolute best. You made this daunting thing not a thing at all and much like our flight home, the anticipation was far worse than the actual.

Which makes me want to tell you what I have been reminding myself lately: you are so much more capable than you think you are. Every step of the way and everything you do, you can do whatever you want. You are strong, capable and perceived obstacles are just that, a perception. You can think if 4 million reasons why something will fail or go wrong or be hard, but even if it is hard, you can do it.

I know this seems pretty fucking profound for an affirmation I’m giving myself just because I managed to swing bedtime with no help from another human or electronic device BUT this tiny and super inconsequential example is a perfect one to be reminded of all the other things I (and you) can do if we want to.

So whether it’s putting two kids to bed without tantrums or taking over the whole damn world, you got this girls. Touchdown.

xo

Mom