A friend asked in her blog what the going opinion was about having a third child. Well, I have 4, but it really got me thinking about my life right now, and where I am at. If you ask me at 2:30am (when Lexi wakes up for a nuk reinsertion), 3:30am (when Logan is fussing for no reason at all), at 5:15am (when Lexi is up to be fed) OR in the middle of a tantrum....I might just tell you that having kids was the worst thing I ever did. But when the sun comes up, and the tired bugs are mostly suppressed, I would tell you that YES...it is HARD work, but also the BEST thing I ever did. So here it is on the downside. I'm beginning to wonder if I'll ever sleep again. My "time card" is always checked in. My day begins in the 5:00 am hour and "ends" at 10:30pm. You know the rest. Basically when it comes to nights, there is sure to be and interruption. I finally put my three year old back in diapers at night because she wasn't waking up to go, and changing bedding in the wee morning hours was putting me over the edge. My days are full of wet poopy diapers, tears, spit up, runny noses, food stained clothing, (the list goes on). Since most of you who read this are Moms...you Totally Get IT! I just have to say I have so much admiration for all Moms out there.
My Mother-In-Law (hope you don't mind Shelley), raised NINE kids!! There are TWO SETS of TWINS in that mix! She did it while her husband farmed, and served in the church in positions that took quite a bit of time. Her kids were all very involved in sports and music. She led the family in scripture reading every morning and had a family home evening every Sunday. They rarely missed church. Five of her Six boys have all served successful missions...her sixth is due to leave on his mission within this year. All of her adult children are good responsible people. I don't know how she did it! Amazing!
I must be some kind of high maintenance because it is kicking my butt! My body feels like it is falling apart. I am having neck trouble. If I strain my arm too much I get tennis elbow. Working out is something I dream of accomplishing one day. I try, and quickly fail because my kids are too demanding on my time. Anyway, this isn't supposed to be a complaining post. I am so lucky to have an amazing husband who helps me care for the kids and give me some time off when I need it. These kids are challenging. They throw me curve balls every day. But I love them. Thanks so much to my own Mom. She always has such good advice to give and knows how to comfort me when I'm stressed.