Today, my wife Suzanne has written a guest post for the blog.  Enjoy!
                     – Troy

Motherhood is not always pretty.  I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror today.  There was spit-up down my sleeve, pale pink rug fuzz covering my shirt, a fine dusting of cinnamon from an Easy Bake Oven concoction and chocolate on my pants (the chocolate was from a Skinny Cow that I was eating in hopes that the few extra pounds from pregnancy would melt away.  All that melted was the chocolate).

I won’t mention my smudgy make-up, my hair that desperately needs a cut and my feet that desperately need a pedicure.  Has motherhood made me frumpy?  Perhaps.  As I looked in the mirror, though, I had another thought.  Maybe this phase of life is not the most glamorous.  It’s certainly not the most restful.  But my days are filled with the most adorable giggles, kisses and all sorts of new discoveries.  They are jam packed with everything pink and sparkly.  And I realized that although I may not look my best, my life is more beautiful than ever before.  I wouldn’t trade a second of it for anything.  Except for maybe a clean outfit…