The Writing on the WallOctober 19, 2010 at 8:49 pm | Posted in Bun, Family, Giggles, Lollipop | 20 Comments
Tags: Babies, Balance, Challenges, Children, Family, Kids, Life, Motherhood, Parenting, Social Media
All the time, people ask me what it’s like to have three children. And I usually stutter and stumble until I come up with some super-eloquent words like, “It’s pretty tough!” Or “We’re starting to figure it out!”
And then someone has a booger. Or has mysteriously lost a sock. Or needs to fish a prized acorn out of my pocket. And that’s the end of that.
So I decided to take some fleeting quiet moments to ponder that question … What is it like with three kids?
And then I realized that I’ve actually already answered it. A dozen times. On Facebook.
Raising three kids goes a little something like this (and generally all at the same time):
Stacia is gorging on cookie dough. The kids made her do it.
Stacia thinks the Bumbo might just be the greatest invention ever. That, and the spork.
Stacia has banished the coughing husband and the barking dog to the back porch. Don’t they know it’s nap time?!
Three kids, two nurses, five shots, two mists, one puke, and a thousand tears. Mommy needs a drink.
Stacia got the baby settled back down at 5:53. Giggles woke up at 5:54. Curses!
No. More. Paternity. Leave. Waaaahhhhh!
Stacia got baby puke on her party clothes. Wear ’em anyway?
Stacia took the kids out for a dinner of processed carbs. Don’t judge.
You know it’s a rough day when the baby wants to watch TV … and you let him.
Stacia thinks somebody must have slipped an upper into the Cheerios this morning.
Stacia is trapped in the house with three kids, two dogs, a crazy cat, and no chocolate. Oy.
Stacia is going back to sleep until she can no longer ignore the thunder of children’s feet.
Only one child out of three is crying. That’s good, right??
Stacia showered before noon. That’s productivity for you.
Stacia has wiped three bottoms in the last three hours, none of them hers. Oh, the glamour of motherhood!
Do you find yourself tongue-tied when people ask you parenting questions? What’s your best (worst?) parenting status update? And is social media your one true connection to the non-potty-training world, too?