1:00 church might be the death of me. Usually our kids go down for naps between 12-12:30, and sleep for 2-3 hours. Obviously that doesn't work on Sundays, so we try to put them down for naps earlier, which only works like a third of the time and ends up being more stressful anyway. Plus, we still usually have to wake them up to get to church on time which means they are cranky, because who likes being woken up from naps? Then Sacrament Meeting is a wrestling match, trying to keep the kids contained, quiet, and keep ourselves sane. We basically bring about 12 different snacks (today we brought: a banana, a bagel with cream cheese, a bag of goldfish, two suckers, a water bottle, a sippy with milk, and some leftover crumbs from last week. Everything was eaten by the end of Sacrament Meeting) and just continually stuff food in their mouths to keep them happy and quiet. Then we either brave nursery or go home because we're exhausted and the kids are freaking out because they are tired. BEEEEP. If I have to play organ or Austin has to sub for a class it's ten times worse. Like today, I had to play organ but when I got up to play Natalie started shrieking and only quieted down when Austin shoved a sucker in her mouth, but she still yelled MOMMY intermittently. Then I wasn't paying attention and Stockton fell off the bench right before the closing song, so I took him out for the initial calm down but had to go right back in to play and as soon as I handed him off to Austin he started screaming and then Natalie started completely freaking out and here I am trying to play beeping Teach Me To Walk in the Light and I'm totally hating my life and my children are nazguls and everyone is watching me and Austin to see how we are handling the situation. Bless my sweet friend, she got up to take Stockton so Austin only had to deal with Natalie. But OH MY GOSH it was such a train wreck nightmare. BEEEEEEEEP. Srsly.
And his response:
The first paragraph of this email makes me never want to have children hahahah!!! Remind me to buy a mini wiener dog and wait on a wife for a while when I come home!! I'm pretty shaken after hearing about that sacrament experience....*shiver*
Back to three - we'll have THREE CHILDREN. At completely different and needy stages. Natalie is rambunctious and loud and fun and sensitive, Stockton is calmer but has a mischievous side and isn't talking yet, and we have yet to see the demeanor of the new baby but he or she will come with all the joys (work) of a newborn, so we at least know that going in. I'm envisioning situations like this: Natalie won't come upstairs unless I go down there and play with her but the baby is nursing and Stockton is climbing all over me (and the baby) to try to get some attention and I haven't showered in three days and I still can't do much since my abs are ripped apart.
OR: Austin is at school and no one is available to come help me take the baby to his/her checkup so I have to start getting ready to leave an hour early because I'm still moving really slowly and Natalie has to be coaxed into putting her shoes on (or, let's be real, I won't even have changed her out of her jammies/night diaper yet so she isn't even close to putting shoes on), Stockton will be ready to go but accidentally/on purpose spill something all over himself and the carpet when Natalie is having a tantrum because she wanted pink shoes, not blue, and the baby will be unusually starving that day so I'll have to drop everything and nurse while watching Natalie and Stockton now play in whatever Stockton spilled earlier since I still haven't cleaned it up, and by the time I wrangle all the children into their carseats and sit down and take a deep breath I'll be super sweaty and even though I finally showered that morning it certainly won't look like it. AND I still have the whole doctor's appointment to get through. And I didn't eat breakfast.
OR: Austin gets home from work and I lock myself in my room for a fifteen-minute cry/nap and then order pizza for dinner.
Nah, I'm not so pessimistic, but I know it will certainly be crazy for a while. Who am I kidding, it will always be crazy. Good thing I am bursting with love for these happy children of mine! (And that I have the greatest husband in the universe.)
And now for some pictures of these little hooligans:
|don't get me wrong, my children are obviously photogenic...|
|just not exactly cooperative yet : ) but I love how the "outtakes" capture their little (big) personalities and relationship|
|daddy/daughter date to Barnes - aren't they cute?|
Stockton LOVES this crown/whatever it's called (remember buying this at the Ren Fair for me, Ananda?) and I think it is so funny every time he comes out of Natalie's room wearing it. HA! I'm sure we'll tease him about this looking back.
|dun dun DUNNNN|
I asked Austin for an Oreo (there are two though because whoever heard of having a single Oreo?) and he asked if my stomach could catch them. Answer: yes. I think this baby is already big enough to come out, ha.