Being a mom of three little kids is tough. I must say, the transition from one kid to two kids was much harder than from two to three (probably because I already know how to divide my time and I'm a better multi-tasker, but mostly because I am better at handling lack of sleep now). I was pretty scared about how I was going to be able to manage three little ones, but I'm excited to say that so far, I think I've been doing ok. Sure, there are moments when I compleeeeeetely lose my temper and yell at the boys for things I shouldn't (and should, at times!) be yelling at them for. And there have been far too many days where the TV has been on for a good chunk of the day. And meals these days often consist of things like a bowl of cheerios and some pre packaged peaches... But on the whole, we're surviving. We haven't ventured outside alone yet, but that's coming. I'm almost brave enough to try it.
Days where both Mike and I are here (it's so nice to have weekends as a family again! I love maternity leave!) are SO easy. Easy in that it's so much EASIER to get things done with two adults around. Easier to put them down for naps, to feed them, to entertain them.
Days like today, when Mike works late and doesn't get home til nearly 10, are tough. Very tough. I don't know how single parents do it. I truly don't. I wanted to write this today so I can have a record of what days like this are like. One day, I'll look back at this and laugh.
As I sit here and type, I have a half asleep baby in my lap. For some reason, these past few days she has been VERY cranky and it's been harder than usual to get her to go to sleep. I think it's because for these last two days, I haven't been able to put her down for naps as frequently because her brothers have been screaming. I have something sticky on my arm... it could be from a variety of things, but I'm guessing it's from the peaches I gave the boys at lunchtime. There are cheerios stuck to the floor underneath the table that I'm too tired to pry off. Is it wrong that I'm thinking... it's ok...Liam will get them off tomorrow.... ?? Today is Tuesday and I haven't showered since Sunday morning. Showering these days is tough, because unless I bring the baby in the bathroom with me and close the door (and deal with Liam pounding and screaming because I closed the door), there's really no safe option for Brielle. I can leave her alone with Eli for a few minutes, but never with Liam. Liam, in a very loving way, likes to cover Brielle with her blanket (including her head), share his food with her (I caught him putting a banana in her mouth and applesauce, too), try to pick her up and share his toys with her. One day, I was able to shower when both boys were preoccupied with breakfast, but then I spent the whole time worried they were out there choking on their cheerios. Today, I had the chance because Brielle and Liam were asleep and Eli was busy watching something on TV, but by the time I finally got Liam to nap, I just needed a few minutes to crash on the couch. I could shower now that Mike is home, but I just don't have the energy for it. I'm also still in the same clothes I've been in since Sunday, which is nice because that means that today nobody peed or threw up on me. It also means less laundry on my end, which is good because the kids go through SO MANY CLOTHES a day.
Meals for me these days are tough, unless Brielle is sleeping. By the time I get food ready for the boys and start getting something together for myself, the boys are done and NEEEEEED me to watch something SUPER important (new ways to jump off the couch, etc). There aren't many safe places to put Brielle down if she's not happy in her crib, and it's hard to fix meals with one hand! Many a day is spent with me eating 4 or 5 granola bars, cereal bars, etc, because they are easy to grab. Today, I ate my weight in Cheez-Its.
Ok.. the many more things I wanted to cover will have to wait because I think this little chickie finally fell asleep (at midnight!) and I need to go to bed, too. Over and out.
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