Life is nutty to say the least. The transition from two kids to three is still going on, but I am seeing a bright light at the end of what seemed to be a very dim tunnel. It is precious to just sit back and watch my Eric (almost 4) and my little Amy (2) smother their brother with all the love they can give. Amy just can't kiss him enough and Eric now wants to hold him over his shoulder just like how I hold the baby. I do think it is especially cute when Amy announces to me "Mommy, Baby crying" as I am holding him in my arms. It is usually at this point that Eric reminds me that "Mommy, Baby needs milk".
Thanks guys.
Amy usually is the first one up and now that she is in her big girl bed, she walks straight into my room and we snuggle for a few minutes before Eric comes in. Once he is up, there is a party in my bed with the two olders, Baby Paul and me. From this moment until bedtime, I am closely followed by Eric and Amy. Seriously, they do not even know they are doing it, but they follow me from room to room ALL DAY LONG. We might be playing in the playroom and I have to go to the bathroom, so I stand ever so inconspicuously and quietly make my way to the solace of my bathroom. Well, there is one brief moment of solace, then these two cute little offspring of mine unconsciously make their way to my room and talk to me while I just want a moment to myself for crying out loud!
Meanwhile, Baby Paul starts squirming in his sleep letting me know he is getting hungrier by the second. So, I pick him up and get settled into a comfortable nursing position when I here, "Mommy, I haffa go pee pee potty"
Great.
So do I delatch the hungry baby or do I try to take my daughter's big girl panties off with one hand while trying to keep my starving newborn attached to my boob with the other. It is usually the latter. I sit on the side of the tub, pull Amy's pants off and with a one-handed grunt heave her up on the toilet trying my hardest to keep the peace with Baby Paul.
All too soon, I will look back and these days and long for them so I am trying to have an attitude of gratitude for these challenging moments. Yes, life is nutty, but at least the nuttyness is sweet.
