A wet, dreary, staying in, resting, and housework catch up kind of day.
Willa is starting to hold on!
(photo cred: Maggie)
People have asked me how it has been the last few months with three children. I normally answer by saying something like, “great! as good as it could be really!” And I mean that. I have two older kids who are pretty self-sufficient and delighted by their new sister. I have a healthy baby who eats and sleeps well and seems to have a pretty relaxed disposition. But three kids is still three kids. I generally feel like someone always needs something and I feel that I am ignoring someone most of the time. Often I find that the intense moments come in spurts, when after hours of peace, everyone explodes at the same time and usually when we need to be getting in the car to go somewhere and we’re already almost late (I’m realizing more and more how much I hate being late). Being a mom to three has certainly highlighted how much I need to learn about patience and grace. However, despite the challenges, I want to remember this cozy season of baby cuddles, crafting, cooking, and short winter days.