Two kids

Well, I think having two kids is definitely harder than one. I used to play with Ada in the morning, work while she napped and ran errands with her after work... then we'd hang out with Jer and family. Now it's... stay up at night with the baby, wake up with the baby, try to get Ada to play by herself while I get ready for the day... play with Ada, feed the hungry baby, load the dishwasher with one hand while Ada eats lunch... she takes a nap while I feed him again and try to get him to go to bed so that I can get some of my work done (I haven't gotten in trouble with my boss yet... thank goodness I work for my dad!), run errands just to get Ada and I out of the house, crash in front of the tv for a minute, feed a hungry baby, get Jer to help me clean up the messes that Ada made during the day before we put her to bed for the night, feed the baby and read with Jer before we go to bed. Somewhere in there we have to fit in changing 2 kids diapers a couple times a day, making dinner if I get around to it, trying to catch up on my piano students so I'm ready next time they come, do 3 callings for church, exercise, bathe the kids, finish all the projects I started a year ago, and sleep. Let's just say that I don't feel like the house has to be as clean as it once was or that I have as much time for friends. In fact the friends that I see the most are the ones that have kids Ada's age so that she can play with someone other than mom. Fun.