Well, I never thought I say this, but, being a mom of 3 is the hardest thing I’ve done yet. Its been a month now, actually 4 weeks ago today, that I became mom to #3…Tyler. He’s such a sweetie. Very good-natured like my other 2 were, but I must admit, its been my biggest challenge. Trying to control my emotions when I’m having a lack of sleep is really difficult. I thought one was hard, then I had 2 and was like, what did I do with my time before?? Now that I have 3 (and I know this frustration is short-lived), I’m wondering what I was complaining about before!! I know God is my strength and that’s what gets me through every day. I’m trying not to be frustrated, but it seems like each day, I wake up …and all I do is feed Tyler, think about what to feed the kids for lunch, what to make for dinner, and try to actually spend some quality time with Dylan and Kayla. It broke my heart the other day when Dylan said, “no one ever plays with me. How come I never get any ‘mommy’ time”. Ah. That one hurt.
So bear with me in this time if I’m not on top of my game, if I don’t return your phone call, or if I just don’t seem myself. I’ve resigned myself to the fact that I’m not SuperMom, and I’m not gonna try to be. I ust want to be the best mom I can be, and that’s all I need to worry about. As they say, this too shall pass!