And since I never have much time, I usually resort to... "It's crazy."
But since they are all asleep, and I lack the ability to sleep... here I am, with time on my hands and thoughts on my mind.
Having three... that are close in age... is like a constant balancing act.
There is always, ALWAYS something going on... and always someone that needs my attention.
Two weeks ago we hit the Doctor two different times for two different kids, the ER for one... had a screaming match with another over a coat, which ended in him slamming the door into the wall and breaking the dry wall.....
Another threw a fit in the front of school when I picked her up, another got two teeth, I got my hair done while all three kids sat in the salon and waited for me, Husband traveled to VA for three days... another peed in both bunk beds in one night, another had a COMPLETE melt down at the park and ran clear across the parking lot... alone...
And to top it all off I SWALLOWED A TOOTHBRUSH BRISTLE and had to go to the walk in.
Oh yes I did have to say that to the receptionist.
For real... I could not make this shit up if I tried.
I used to spend my evenings blogging about my days, but now I spend them either passed out by 8 pm, doing laundry, working for my dad's business, or cleaning... all while sitting next to my husband, who I'm sure would love some of my time too.
Three kids is hard work... it is way more than two... especially if you have real life kids like we do.
Not those kids that don't make messes, don't play with toys and have nine million rules.
We have rules but we have a real life home too... we let them play and live.
I am grateful every single second of every single long day of my life for my babies... because I know that there are people out there doing everything in their power to get pregnant, stay pregnant, have babies... you name it.
I don't take one inch of this life for granted... but I am only human and get frustrated when I pick up spilled juice and crunched cheez-it's fifty times a day.
When I had only one baby, I was a lot easier to push around... I was a lot more impressionable and let a lot of people give me their input on my parenting style.
Even people with no kids.
Since then I have removed those people from my life and I have to say that as crazy as life is with three... I like MYSELF as a WOMAN and a MOTHER so much more.
I am more confident in my decisions, I don't let people tell me how to do things and I don't care what people think about the way I do things.
Having a third child taught me to be proud of myself and more understanding with myself.
To forgive myself for bad days, and to be proud of myself for the great ones.
Having a third child taught me that this shit is no joke... it is hard work!
I respect myself as a woman and as a mother 100 times more because having that third kid is like the next level... and I like to think that I am doing a pretty good job holding everything together.
These are life lessons that girls can not understand... you need to be a woman to understand that you are enough and are doing enough at every corner and turn.
So for all the times that I don't do things exactly right... I know that within the four walls of my home, there are three little people that thing I am doing things absolutely perfect.
And that's what having three has taught me...
How to be a better, more understanding, less judgemental person...
One that doesn't care how you're parenting, as long as you are doing just that... parenting.
One that doesn't care as much about the little things... because the little things will always be little things...
But little people... won't.
The difference between two and three is that you will be tested, how far can one human stretch to keep all the other humans happy...
With two there is extra hours in the day...
With three, at least right now, at this point in our lives... there are no extra minutes, let alone hours...
And because I know that in a few short years they will all be in school full time, and the house will suddenly be quiet and no one will need more from 8-3...
I am loving this crazy life... and I'm savoring every last squishy, smelly, messy minute of it.