First day

Now I'm official. I can use this space to bitch and moan all I want - or, conversely, to wax poetic about how wonderful my children are. That's the thing about parenthood - it seems to be one of two extremes (at least to me). Sometimes, though, I do seem to experience both ends of the spectrum at once; swearing to myself as I clean up yet another 2 year old mess and then starting to cry because I'm so lucky to have such a great 2 year old.