Filling the Machine
Ah laundry, the bane of every mother’s life. All those tiny cute onesies and socks that you can’t wait to wash and fold and put away while you’re waiting for baby to arrive.
And then, once the baby is here, they become slightly less cute and slightly more annoying to have to peg up on the line every hour of every day until your house resembles a dry cleaner! But these guys are still at the “look how small everything is” stage, so I shouldn’t rain on their parade (or their laundry) too much.