Life with Three
I have gotten a lot of "How are things with three?"
Good! Quite honestly, easier than the transition to two. I've mentioned before that George is a great baby and that is a huge factor. If he was super fussy or colicky then I know I would feel differently.
But really, life hasn't changed all that much. Before he was born I was caring for kids 100% of the time, and now that he's here I'm still caring for kids 100% of the time.
Plus, I was so uncomfortable and huge those last weeks of pregnancy. It had really slowed me down. So now, physically I feel so much better and energetic even with the lack of sleep.
I'm finding that running errands is impossible. I have yet to take all three of them anywhere that we have to get out of the car and go in - like the grocery store. I think I'd rather eat dirt than take them all to the store right now.
Also, it's helpful that Laurie and Stephen have each other to play with when I'm tied up with the baby. They have really bonded through this whole experience of having a baby brother.
Mornings are hard. I have trouble getting out of bed, and I feel that I'm getting my deepest sleep around 6:30 a.m. when Stephen and Laurie wake up. COFFEE. Got to have it. Also, I'm over my guilt about putting them in front of the TV first thing in the morning while they drink their milk. This gives me time to nurse baby George, make breakfast and lunches, and have a little orientation to my day without people all up in my face.
I notice I'm leaning towards lots of structure, planning, organizing, simplifying. You may know I'm kinda into this anyway, and the three babies sends me into overdrive. I want to make a list and a plan and a schedule for everybody and everything. I want to declutter every nook and cranny. And I have time to do it because I'm "stuck" at home.
Capt' Steve has been most understating and helpful. He's in the trenches with me. He makes the coffee the night before, and that really speaks to my love language. This morning he stayed home with George while Stephen was at school and I took Laurie to the grocery store. He did this so I would not have to spend the better part of my Saturday morning at the grocery store. How romantic is that? At this point in my life - very.
We are pretty much "on" all the time. But you do what you gotta do. You rise to the occasion. Amazingly, God provides.
And I would be remiss if I didn't mention wine. A full bodied glass of Cabernet doesn't hurt my feelings at all these days.