Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Identity Crisis

I recently saw a young couple out in public who were practically sniffing each other's butts while the rest of the world tried to divert their attention elsewhere. Her skirt was just three ruffles barely covering her woman-hood and his swagger could only be interpreted by other card carrying members of his club- the "Ya, I Hit That" club.
My face squished up like I just smelled spoiled milk as they walked by. I damned their future marriage by yelling at them [in my head] "Your sex life is gonna suck when you get married because you didn't wait" And I tried calculating what their grades could be in school if they spent half the time they used to properly groom themselves for eachother [leg waxes, blow drying, make up, nether region waxes] to study. I'm pretty sure I even figured out how much money she could donate to her school's chapter of FCA if she stopped buying birth control.

In a whole 15 seconds this couple had been analyzed and taken down by a babywearing, holier than thou, judging bitch. Said judging bitch being me.
Just as this couple was oblivious to my judgement [hopefully] they were also oblivious to the fact that three and a half years ago I was sitting on a bus in Austin physically praying to God that I would get to make-out with Eamon before I had to go back to Kerrville. They had no idea I had been prancing around Austin in the most flattering sundress I could borrow with one hand in Eamon's back pocket or a finger looped through on of his belt loops while my other hand shook out my hair to keep the city air from ruining my curls. I hung on his every word like his description of the WOW battle from the night before was written by Shakespeare himself. I was not concerned with running into Target as quickly as I could as to not wake my baby or worried about whether or not I put the chicken in the fridge to thaw. My only care in the world was "Is my eyeliner running?" and "How do I get him to ask me?"

As they walked into the parking lot, not breaking eye contact with each other to check for traffic, I felt like a dirty jerk, and jealous. But what was I going to do? Run after them and say "Hey I totally just called you a slut in my head, young lady. And you sir, I berated you for telling all of your friends what her boobs feel like. I'm so sorry, will you forgive me? I swear we're not that different."? Honestly, yes. I bet Apostle Paul would. Homeboy kinda set that bar high for the rest of us. 

I went into the store mindlessly putting the items on my list in my basket, intermittently "Shhhshh"ing Norah whether she was making a peep or not. Who the hell am I to think, not even say, but THINK those things about those kids? Who am I to think God judges anyone like the way I just did? Who am I to lose the passion I had for God that would put these two love birds to shame? Who am I to neglect the giddiness that I used to allow myself to feel for my husband?

Most days I think I've pretty much got it figured out, but truth be told I'm not really sure who I am, or who I'll be. This is me asking Jesus to break down that judging bitch, That passionless person, that potty-mouthed individual to build up someone fit to bring into His kingdom. Join me.

Here are two other [quite adorable] ladies I'm praying he's tearing down and building up too ;]

Happy Tuesday,

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Mae Burke Photography Memorial Day Weekend Special

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Tell all you DFW & Rockport friends, spots won't last long!

Thursday, May 26, 2011

2 Timothy 1:7 - Our First Tornado Drill

What do you call two women from North Texas hiding in a stranger's closet, nursing their babies, with a toddler making long distance phone calls, singing "I'm desperate for You"? Apparently, a tornado warning.

A few nights ago some friends and I finally started to getting together once a month or so just to pray. Not to compare notes on childrearing, or marriage, or recipes, just to pray and worship. Everyone on my social media outlets were talking about the weather getting bad, but I really felt like I should keep my home open in case anyone really needed prayer [and because I NEEDED social interaction...hubby's still out of town] I light heartedly asked about what we should do in case of tornado because this hurricane girl was/is unprepared for such an event.

When we got together, it was clear. Our hearts were all desiring to be inspired, we all had a longing, and we all were in the seemingly never-ending phase of not trusting Christ. So as we began to pray that God would give us opportunities to trust Him and to not be fearful. Just then, tornado sirens started going off. I happened to check my phone then and my friend Michelle said to take cover-NOW. We all started to check the weather and there were tornadoes touching down everywhere. We hid in my bathroom for a few minutes while getting updates from friends. The sirens stopped so I went to go check outside and try to get into a downstairs apartment.

This is where [in hind-sight] I get to bitch about my neighbors. Again. Our direct downstairs neighbor never answers his door. Ever. And the person that lives across from him [we live in a little quad] is older with teenage kids who I KNOW were home. So you would think that with tornado sirens going off and 4 women standing outside with three babies that someone would open their freaking door. Nope. See if I have any extra sugar in the future ;] We saw someone standing on the sidewalk and asked if we could take shelter in their apartment and they didn't think twice.

Y'all, I've never seen anything like that. The wind was strong, warm, blowing every which direction, STRONG. The sky was grey and white, swirling with clouds. Tiny amounts of rather large hail were shooting down. It was so bizarre. I've gone through a hurricane or two, but it doesn't even compare. Hurricanes give you time to evacuate, time that I will never use to freak out if we ever live back on the coast again. The sirens would go on and off because within minutes new rotations would form, funnel, or move on.

But God is so good. I really heard him say "You want to trust me so badly, JUST DO IT, here's your chance!" So while Sarah, Jackie, and our new neighbor friend watched the news, Katie and I nursed the babies and prayed in the closet. It was beautiful watching Lily's trust in me when I said "let's go in this [stranger's] closet and hide for a little while!" It was as if God was showing me how to obey. I found myself not panicking when I talked to her but sweetly and directly telling her what I needed to do. That's JESUS!

For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.
2 Timothy 1:7

That was it, right there! I had never ever ever in my life understood that verse like I did just then. Oh how I love it when He uses Lily to teach me.

When the coast was all clear we came back upstairs to continue to pray and give thanks. None of us could ignore the story of the disciples on the ship with Jesus. And while I know there was hearbreaking distruction elsewhere, and the Lord is working in His way through all of it, I'm glad He used the storms that night to love the seven of us ladies. And praise the Lord for the Holy Spirit! And Sarah! I can't tell you the peace that just embodied her! It just poured out of her and fell all around...Gorgeous.

Matt 8:27 And the men marveled, saying, “What sort of man is this, that even winds and sea obey him?” He is Sovereign

On a different note
Today was my last day alone with the girls :] I actually went out and walked with the girls down to the park. Lily had so much fun, and while I DID wear her out by walking there...she was WAY too tired on the way home. It took us 5 minutes to walk there...FORTY minutes to walk back, lol! Next time...I'm just gonna suck it up and lug the stroller downstairs ;]

I know, I know, not totally in focus, but that little expression is too adorable NOT to share.

What I love about having a little girl is that when walking to the park with Mama, sidewalks are ignored, and every dandelion and flowering weed are subject to picking. She got so excited walking there that she said started doing her little "A-walka walka walka walka" song [Totally made it up on her own, don't know where she got it!] and then started running screaming "GO GO GO GO GO!! PAAAAAHK!"

 On the way home she did NOT want to walk so I carried her on my back for a little bit [while wearing Norah in the Boba up front...heavy.] and when I put her down she just looked at me with her red chubby cheeks and sweaty hair and said "mmaaaaaAAAAAY!!!" and pouted, and drug her feet...all the way home. It was pitiful. Oh, and yes. I can't-no matter WHAT I DO [she put herself in timeout for it all on her own] I can't get her to stop calling me Mae. Please Jesus, don't let me be that mom.

We're all gonna spend some time together this weekend and prepare for the cleanse that starts on Sunday! Have a GREAT Memorial Day Weekend!

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Coos at Two

She's two months old [well, she's 8 weeks, I guess after this we do the month thing?]

Doesn't she just melt your heart?
She can roll from belly to back [she gets up on her arms like that, smiles REAL big and uses her big ol' head to swing her down, it's so funny!
She loves cooing as loud as she can.
She misses her daddy...who is [fingers crossed] coming home tonight!
I can't get enough of her.

I promise, I do have real "Jesus is awesome, I suck" posts coming up, but I just DO NOT have the energy to finish them!

Happy Thursday,

Cleanse Meal Plan

So yesterday [before hiding in a neighbors closet waiting to hear the tornadoes had passed, more on that later] I put together all 3 weeks of meals for the cleanse we're about to go on. Some have you asked that I share, so here you go :]

Week One

Mae & Lily

Breakfast Lunch Dinner
Sunday Smoothie & Eggs Avacado Chutney Baked SP w/Salad & Broc
Monday Smoothie & Eggs Baked SP w/GS Veg Prima w/BR Pasta
Tuesday Smoothie & Eggs Spinach/Basil Dip Red Lentil Curry w/BR
Wednesday Smoothie & Eggs Left Overs Veg Stew w/BR & Baked SP
Thursday Smoothie & Eggs Left Overs Sesame BR Noodles
Friday Smoothie & Eggs Baked SP w/GS Port Mush Caps w/Kale Salad
Saturday Smoothie & Eggs Baked SP w/GS Lentil Falafel w/Red Lent Hummus

Snacks BR Crackers w/Cheese *Carrots for Mae No C

BR Crackers w/Fruit ** No Cheese

Veg Chips w/ Fruit

Veg Chips w/Cheese

Dessert Smoothie


Breakfast Lunch Dinner
Sunday Smoothie Avacado Chutney Baked SP w/Salad & Broc
Monday Smoothie Baked SP w/GS Veg Prima w/BR Pasta
Tuesday Smoothie Spinach/Basil Dip Red Lentil Curry w/BR
Wednesday Smoothie Work Veg Stew w/BR & Baked SP
Thursday Smoothie Work Sesame BR Noodles
Friday Smoothie Work Port Mush Caps w/Kale Salad
Saturday Smoothie Baked SP w/GS Lentil Falafel w/Red Lent Hummus

Snacks BR Crackers w/Fruit

Veg Chips w/ Fruit

Dessert Smoothie

Week 2

Mae & Lily

Breakfast Lunch Dinner
Sunday Smoothie & Eggs Baked SP w/GS Baked Chicken w/Artichokes & BR
Monday Smoothie & Eggs LO's & Avacado Chutney Fish w/Baked SP & Broc
Tuesday Smoothie & Eggs Baked SP w/GS Chicken “Parm” w/Greek Salad
Wednesday Smoothie & Eggs Chicken Kababs Lentil Stew w/Green Salad
Thursday Smoothie & Eggs Left Overs Coconut Lime Chicken Curry
Friday Smoothie & Eggs Baked SP w/GS Eggplant Parm w/Kale Av Salad
Saturday Smoothie & Eggs Avacado Chutney Baked Chicken w/Mash Lent & Salad

Snacks BR Crackers w/Cheese *Carrots for Mae No C

BR Crackers w/Fruit ** No Cheese

Veg Chips w/ Fruit

Veg Chips w/Cheese

Dessert Smoothie


Breakfast Lunch Dinner
Sunday Smoothie & Eggs Baked SP w/GS Baked Chicken w/Artichokes & BR
Monday Smoothie & Eggs LO's & Avacado Chutney Fish w/Baked SP & Broc
Tuesday Smoothie & Eggs Work Chicken “Parm” w/Greek Salad
Wednesday Smoothie & Eggs Work-Chicken Lentil Stew w/Green Salad
Thursday Smoothie & Eggs Work Coconut Lime Chicken Curry
Friday Smoothie & Eggs Work-Chicken Eggplant Parm w/Kale Av Salad
Saturday Smoothie & Eggs Avacado Chutney Baked Chicken w/Mash Lent & Salad

Snacks BR Crackers w/Fruit

Veg Chips w/ Fruit

Dessert Smoothie

Week 3

Mae & Lily

Breakfast Lunch Dinner
Sunday Smoothie & Eggs Chicken Kababs Zuccini Marinara
Monday Smoothie & Eggs Avacado Chutney Peruvian Chicken w/BR & Salad
Tuesday Smoothie & Eggs Baked SP w/GS Fish w/BR & roasted broc
Wednesday Smoothie & Eggs Spaghetti Squash Chicken Caesar Salad
Thursday Smoothie & Eggs Thai Chicken Soup Stir Fry w/BR Pasta
Friday Smoothie & Eggs Baked SP w/GS Chicken Breast w/guac & Mex BR
Saturday Smoothie & Eggs Baked SP w/GS Lentil Chili w/corn

Snacks BR Crackers w/Cheese *Carrots for Mae No C

BR Crackers w/Fruit ** No Cheese

Veg Chips w/ Fruit

Veg Chips w/Cheese

Dessert Smoothie


Breakfast Lunch Dinner
Sunday Smoothie & Eggs Chicken Kababs Zuccini Marinara
Monday Smoothie & Eggs Avacado Chutney Peruvian Chicken w/BR & Salad
Tuesday Smoothie & Eggs Work Fish w/BR & roasted broc
Wednesday Smoothie & Eggs Spaghetti Squash Chicken Caesar Salad
Thursday Smoothie & Eggs Thai Chicken Soup Stir Fry w/BR Pasta
Friday Smoothie & Eggs Work Chicken Breast w/guac & Mex BR
Saturday Smoothie & Eggs Baked SP w/GS Lentil Chili w/corn

Snacks BR Crackers w/Fruit

Veg Chips w/ Fruit

Dessert Smoothie

Lots of these recipes can be found over at the Mommypotumus's blog, and some are from her awesome new book!

Happy Wednesday!
Eamon's trip got delayed, so instead of him being home this afternoon, he'll be home tomorrow night :[ Be back later to tell you about our tornado adventures, thank you to those who prayed for Oklahoma and Texas last night.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Yup, They're Related

So I started writing some deep blog post about how I suck and Jesus is awesome.
Then I gave up.
Then I started meal planning for the cleanse next week.
Then I gave up.
Then I looked down at Norah who was giving me these looks that were killing me.

THEN I found this video of Lily at the exact same age.

Go ahead, tell me they aren't related. They're twins.

Happy Monday,

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Life is Picture Perfect

Last night we had Lily's in-laws over and Lily stole Dusty's glasses. She was tripping out. It was hilarious.

Go check out the photography blog! I posted the rest of the pictures from my recent "In Mama's Arms" shoot. Ah, I'm in love with them!

Right after I took those ^ pictures [which was right after Keri took her newborn pictures!] Keri took some pictures of my girls and me :]



We had our weekly Central Market date today.

Lily's making a habbit of wearing her hijab every time we go...we get looks people...lots of looks.

 Fantastic news! One of my best friends from High School, Kathleen, just graduated from A&M [Summa Cum Laude - Bachelor of Science in Kinesiology and Minor in Psychology] and has moved up to the Metroplex for PT school!!!

I loved seeing her play with my girls...sigh. Hurry up and get married and have some babies!!!

Oh, And Norah's getting too big for our sink...STOP GROWING!!

Hope you all are having an AMAZING weekend! Eamon leaves to go to Rockport on a business trip tomorrow and I'll be stuck at home with the little ones til WEDNESDAY!!! If I update about losing my mind...you will know why.
Happy Saturday,

Thursday, May 19, 2011

In Mama's Arms

Head on over to the photography blog for this morning's post!

I'll be back later for Norah's 7 week update :]

Monday, May 16, 2011

"But I Don't Want Anyone Else To Look At My Hoo-Ha!"

On Friday I had my last appointment with Angela
I'd be lying if I said I fought back tears all day thinking about the reality of it being over.

We were getting ready for the PAP [oh ya, it's lady business talk time] and I felt like I had to fart. Angela was telling me about her marriage seminar she's been going to at her church and was being so complimentary about mine and Eamon's marriage...but all I could think was "Oh my god...I'm gonna fart in her face. Please, dear Jesus, do not let me fart in her face." The only thing I remember saying when I started pushing during Norah's labor was "OH NO, I THINK I POOPED!" and to my mortification, they all said "It's okay, Mae." But I had no control over that situation. How embarrassing would it be to hop up on the table, saddle up in the stirrups, and let one rip right in her face?

LUCKILY, Lily provided me an opportunity to step outside of the room by screaming for me, so I silently farted, and came back in ready to go :]

Angela is not only amazing for dealing with my concerns, legit or completely crazy [or both], she's become a dear friend.

 Take One

 Take Two

Take...We've taken too many, but YAY! We got one!

Every night since Norah's birth I've been scheming of ways to get back up here for our next pregnancy [Lord, please give me a little more space between Norah and the next...PLEASE] or at least the birth because I just don't want to do it without her! Thank you SO much for catching both of my babies, Angela, and for blessing our family in such a huge way.

Oh, and here's a little Norah Love...just because.

Happy Monday!

Sunday, May 15, 2011

I Win

So this weekend has been pretty great.
Yesterday we just played around in Central Market all morning, came home, took a great nap, made pizza, put the girls to bed, watched some of Robin Hood, and went to sleep. It was great.

This morning...
I wake up to find I won THIS!!! People. This is fantastic. I'm going to take the next week or so to menu plan and write a good grocery list but I wanted to share a few reasons why I'm so excited about this.

  1. I think it will help me with my PPD. Clearing out my body of toxins can only help balance my hormones and I'm SO excited about that.
  2. Norah will have clean milk! We're finally seeing some progress on the spit up front over here, but when I did this with Lily she turned into a completely different baby! She did so well with nice, clean milk and she COMPLETELY stopped spitting up. It was amazing.
  3. I've been in a recipe slump. We pretty much have the same 7 meals every week so I'm excited to get back into the kitchen and really get creative. And with the help of Mommypotomus's New E-Book chock full of recipes specifically designed for the cleanse, it will be so much easier. AND with the start of summer, all of the best produce is in season. YUM.
  4. My three year anniversary is the summer solstice at the end of June :] How nice will it be to walk into our anniversary [maybe a few pounds lighter?] fresh off the cleanse?

We're planning on starting May 29th [Eamon will be going to Rockport the week before, so it'd probably be best to wait til he gets back.] In the meantime we'll be buying him another Berkey Bottle [hydration is KEY to keeping headaches away] , meal planning, putting together an exercise plan for us individually [YAY SIX WEEKS!!!!] and enjoying [?] our last few days of sugar.

Ok, well, Daddy's off with Lily to get crawfish for tonight [that probably isn't allowed on the cleanse, lol] so I should try to squeeze in a nap :]

I'll leave you with this picture of Lily. She dressed herself yesterday morning and wore this to the grocery store.

Friday, May 13, 2011

Slow Down

Six Weeks. She's six weeks old...

She's eleven and a half pounds as of yesterday...meaning she gains about a half pound a week :] Fatty.

And while playing around with my bows...I wondered what it would be like if Norah turned out to be a Rhys. It would be adorable. That's what.

DON'T FORGET ABOUT ME! Seems to be Lily's motto lately. 

Yes, she's driving me crazy, but can you really stay mad at this?
She'll be TWO in TWO freakin months!! Holy crap. How did this happen?

I wish she was past making out with people for kisses...but we'll get there.

I really wish this was a better picture, but I'm glad I got it ;]

I'm doing good. Some days are still worse than others, but prioritizing, keeping up with my supplements and having some amazing prayer warriors have been helping a lot. For the most part, I'd just wish these girls would slow down and let me catch up. I still feel like I'm waiting for Norah some days, and others I feel like Lily LITERALLY needs to slow the flip down so I can put some pants on her. But, you win some, you lose some ;]

Oh, I have THE most horrible toothache on the planet. I'm considering Castaway-ing it. I'd push out babies all day if it meant I could get rid of this stupid toothache. Blegh.

Hope you're all having a fantastic week :]

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Ella | Newborn

Head on over to the photography blog to see pictures of Norah's BFF, Ella

She is SUCH a doll

Happy Hump Day

Monday, May 9, 2011

Good Moms Don't Get PPD: Twice

Have you noticed the past couple of posts have been...well, uninspired?

Well. Guess what?
I, unfortunately, got PPD again. Again? Yup. Again.

Remember when I said that Easter weekend kicked my butt? It turns out I wasn't just having a rough day or two..or five. Turns out that PPD has got me again. By the following Thursday I was completely gone. I tried to go to a TCBN meeting about one of my favorite topics ever, birth photography, and I STILL couldn't snap out of it.
It started with me moping around about Baby June, then escalated. It was effecting my babies...
Last time it was all me. I got all "Oh the world's so black and would be brighter without me in it" but this time around it's like the world just got all of the color sucked out if it, and it pissed me off. This wasn't  Baby Blues. Baby Blues is "Oh my milk just came in and this ASPCA commercial is making me cry my eyes out" or "We're out of toilet paper, Dear God, we're out of toilet paper. The world as we know it is falling apart." No, this was different.
I knew I wasn't just having a bad day week when I pushed Lily. Ya. I pushed her. I put her in time out and I don't even remember what she was crying about but I obviously didn't care. She took a step towards me and I pushed her back against the wall. She hardly noticed, but I was horrified. I thought, I HAVE to get out of this house, I'm going crazy. So Eamon let me go to the meeting that night. On the way home I was overcome with anxiety and was terrified that I was going to die. I almost pulled over, but suddenly realized something- I'd been doing that all week. Just struck in terror with paranoia that I was going to die. Then I remembered a piece of paper that I was given in high school explaining what depression was when I had my appointments with our guidance counselor, and another flash to a similar paper in my postpartum care folder given to me by my midwife. It all kinda crashed in on me. Shit. I have PPD again.
I tried to work through it in my head the next morning "Where do I go from here? Who do I call? Why does this keep happening?" when a friend texted me asking me if I was alright. She knew. And now I knew. Once again I was directed to take the Edinburgh Postnatal Depression Scale Test to see where I landed, and I scored "worse" than I did last time. I fought it a little longer and gave up. I called Angela and told her what was going on.
Thank God for midwives.
If I were seeing a regular OB right now, I would be on drugs and probably not able to breastfeed. IF that were necessary, of course I'd do it. BUT Angela suggested a more natural route. She gave me a slew of herbal supplements to take very strictly. There's no way I can accurately explain the difference. Night and Day people.
On one hand, it's good to know that it is hormonal, that I'm not just a bad mom or that I can't handle two kids. On the other hand, I'm still pretty angry that I have to deal with this-again. There are still periods throughout the day where the world is dull. Everything is grey, I can't seem to laugh, there is fear, I'm not me, but that usually means it's time to take my supplements. And voila, the world is back in technicolor.

No mom deserves this pain. Not a one. If you or someone you know is dealing with depression, especially after having a baby, I urge you to get help. There are many, many options out there and I pray you can find the one that is safe for your and your baby.

I'll keep you updated on how I'm doing. Today was hard, hopefully, without the pressure of "You have to be happy, it's Mother's Day" lingering over my head, tomorrow will be better.

Psalm 23 1-4

1 The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters. 
3 He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of righteousness 
for his name's sake.
4 Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.

Happy Monday,

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Happy Mother's Day

Happy Mother's Day to all the mamas out there <3 Hope you get to snuggle your babies today!
And to the mamas who've experienced lost, I hope you celebrate today as well.

Happy Sunday,

Friday, May 6, 2011

Mae Burke Photography Mini Sessions

I'm gearing up for my only set of family mini sessions this summer. If you're in the Metroplex, you don't wanna miss this! Happy Weekend all!


Thursday, May 5, 2011

BIRTH: A Play by Karen Brody

Photo Credit: Michelle Monk Photography

In honor of International Day of Midwives, I thought I'd share some fun news.
I'm going to be auditioning for this play. I doubt anything will come of it, but it's going to be fun :] I'm auditioning for Natalie.

After some long talks, Eamon and I decided to stay in DFW through the end of our lease...so DECEMBER! I'm gonna complain about being in THIS apartment for...er...probably the entirety of the stay, but I'm glad to stay a little longer with my friends and midwives and chiropractors :] Anyway, that means we'll be here in September when the play takes place, so I figured it wouldn't hurt to audition at the end of the month. If you're in the area, you should totally get involved, OR find one near you!!! They are taking place world wide! I went last year to the event and play and it was SO great.


Thank you, Chelsea, for pointing me over to this site last week. My husband greatly appreciates the objectification.

DILF: Dad I'd Like to...ahem...well. You get it. Well, I did anyway. Hence the two kids. [And now ladies and gentlemen, the female Michael Scott!]

 "MO-OOOOOM!!! Why must you be so gross?!?!"

Do you see this baby?!

Yep, her. I think it's safe to say...

She loves her daddy.
[melt my stone cold heart, RIGHT?!?]

Well here's the thing.
So do I.
And after 12 weeks of abstaining because of a lovely yeast colony that likes to invade my body while pregnant, and the whole "You just pushed 8 pounds out, ain't nothin' goin' in for 6 weeks" rule. I'm dyin. You heard me. Dying. AND WHAT MAKES IT WORSE? Looking at all of these pictures of him GUSHING over our daughters. Kill me now, Jesus. Kill me now.

Seriously though. Why, OH, why does your man always look hotter holding a baby? It just doesn't make sense. You see the screaming, pooping mess that result in your compliment of "Hey Sexy" and know you should keep it to yourself...but nooOOOOOooo. I guess this is why I had two kids in three years. Lord help me.