Do you remember the day you first brought home your tiny little burrito of joy? They were small. Red. Cried a lot. And completely transformed the rhythm of your day.
So much so that you often wondered how on earth anyone managed with more than one. This mini-tyrant was taking over your life!
Chillax. Breathe. We’ve all been there. The simple truth is that unless you spent your formative years bringing up your brothers and sisters, you have no idea what you’re getting into when you drop a baby into the house. It’s amazing how something so small manages to take up so much time and space. At the end of the day, you’re exhausted!
Which, invariably, is when someone looks around your house, scrunches up their nose and asks, “What did you DO all day?”
Resist the urge to kill them. It’s just better that way.
Why On Earth Would You Add a Few More Kids?
Three kids means three times the dishes. Three times the laundry. Three times the running around. Three times the questions, the temper tantrums, the crabby days, the doctor’s visits. Three times the mess. (I’m pretty sure that actually increases by five once you add Princess C to the equation, but I don’t have any proof to back that up.)
Here’s the thing. Kids love kids. Kids love kids in all sizes, shapes and forms. They’re just so much more FUN than grown-ups!
Now that I have three kids, I have more free time. Why? Because when they’re bored, they go track down each other instead of me. That means that dinner gets made while the kids are playing Yu-Gi-Oh instead of when they’re sitting on my hip. Books can be read at the park while they play tag (especially if you grab 2 or 3 friends to bring along).
Then There’s the Part Where They’re Growing Up
Mr. A loves getting to come home and make hot chocolate for himself and his little brother. G-money thinks it’s the coolest thing ever when bubby makes his snack instead of mom. Princess C likes helping her little bro pick out his clothes in the morning, and all three of them team up to get rooms cleaned, beds made and Sunday chores out of the way so they can get to the important stuff.
Being a mommy of three is more chaotic, more time-crunched and a heck of a lot more expensive than being a mommy of one, but there’s no denying it’s a whole lot easier.