Well, it’s been almost 6 weeks since my last post (here). I went into labor the day after that and my little BOY was born. I was wrong with the gender of this bambino, as was I with the first two babes. I guess the hubby just knows what he’s shootin’….if ya catch my drift ;) Oh well, he deserves to be right 3x in his life…hehe.
This baby is truly a blessing. Of course, all babies are, but this one sleeps a lot and only wakes two times at night to feed and then is back to sleep. It’s amazing really. His sister and brother just adore him. Always giving him hugs and kisses and asking to hold him. It’s great. We’ve all adjusted to our new lifestyle and are loving it. It’s definitely challenging taking care of a newborn an 2 other littles during the day. The time-outs have increased…ahem, not so fun. I keep saying that I can’t wait until he can do this or that, but then I look back at photos of when my others were babies and I just want things to slow down. I’m so much more relaxed with this one than I was with the other two kids. I have accepted the fact that I might not get a shower in that day…gross? Maybe, but sometimes it’s survival mode and that’s ok (you moms/dads out there know what I’m saying). As long as everyone is fed and alive at the end of the day, it doesn’t really matter. We get one shot at life and should really try to make the best of it. I know everyone says that, but it’s true and the older I get, the more I realize it. Stop to smell the roses. The dishes can wait. I don’t want to look back someday and wish I’d done it differently. Sometimes, I get selfish and want just a little “me” time and then after everyone is in bed and I see their sweet faces, I feel guilty for thinking that. It’s only human nature and I’ve also learned to forgive myself for feeling that way. I’ve always struggled with finding a way to balance everything and to tell ya the truth, I don’t think there is a right way to do it. Just jump in with both feet and enjoy life. I want my kids to look back and have joyous memories of their childhood.
I’d like to blog as much as I used to, but I know that probably won’t happen. Between being a wife/mother/milk-machine/memory maker/exterminator (I hate this one…yup, hate) /chef/blogger…blogging comes last. I don’t wish for more hours in the day because I’m sure those hours would be spent doing something I do not enjoy (i.e. laundry). I can’t wait to get my hands dirty and work on this house a little bit, but that will most likely not happen until next year. Until then, I will enjoy taking pics of the littles in my life and remember that this time is most precious. Happy Monday Friends!
Here they are on Halloween…so stinkin’ cute :)
Helping with yard work.
My little ham (pretty sure we’ll be on the principal’s speed dial when this one goes to school).
My littlest man at almost 6 weeks of age. Isn’t he scrumptious? On another note, I need a pedicure. Flip flop season never ends in the Valley of the Sun ;)