Exploits of a mommy

I am a bad mommy.
Baby #1: OMG I must wash everything new before he wears it!Baby #3: a) What new clothes? or b) New clothes as a gift! Wash? Shit, this is the cleanest it will ever be! 

I am an awesome mommy.
I gave up milk/dairy products for the sake of the baby. Its been horrible. I am a cheese addict! No cheese! No pizza! Also, no pesto (no garlic or onions either boo gassy baby), no ice cream, no milk in my coffee (though I've gotten used to almond milk for this purpose), no chocolate. Husband brought home some cupcakes as a surprise for everyone. Buttercream. FUCK. But, at least I've lost like 5 pounds.

I am a bad mommy.
I am back at work. I've done six whole days at work. Work is awesome. And I'll go an hour or so really focused on something and I'll realize *shit I haven't worried about the kids for over an hour.*

I am an awesome mommy.
Two Saturdays in a row, I got Clownfish to his soccer game, on my own, with both girls in tow.  Cheering from the sidelines with an infant and toddler.

I am a bad mommy.
I sent Clownfish into Angelfish's room to entertain her so I could finish this blog post, because I haven't blogged like... all month.

I am an awesome mommy.
I'm stopping now so I can the kids to the nice park a few towns away, one that's kind of inconvenient and difficult with the baby, because Clownfish and Angelfish each have age appropriate play equipment.