In some ways, having a newborn again is super easy – all I have to do is feed her and hold her. In other ways, having a newborn is the hardest of all – all I do is feed her and hold her. (Or that’s what it seems like anyway).
Then, there’s the 3-year-old. So independent, but still in need of snuggles. She wants so desperately for me to SEE her – how tall she’s grown, how pretty her skirt is, how high she can jump. Almost every night, with her wispy blonde hair falling in her eyes, she whispers, “Was I a nice girl today?” After she prays, she peers over at me, “Did you like my prayer?”
Don’t forget the 5-year-old. She reaches almost to my chest now, so tall. Ever the firstborn, she bosses us all around. But I know she needs me more than ever. She wants me to do crafts and play pretend and paint her nails and HEAR her. So many questions from her intelligent and inquisitive mind. So many ideas for making the world a better place.
So, If you ask me, what life is like now that we have three kids? I’ll say that I haven’t quite figured out how to give them each the attention they crave. I’ll say that sometimes I am too tired to be the fun mom that I want to be. I’ll say that I’m learning…that we’re learning together.
I will ALSO say that it’s wonderful – and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.