since davith has just switched over to his big boy bed, my favourite part of the day is at the very end of the day. after all of the activity and hustle and bustle. after soaking all three, washing off of the mud, food, barf & poop. brushing those pearly whites. slathering them all with the wonderful scent of burts bees. putting on a fresh pairs of pj's for all (myself included). swaddling the twins in warm blankies and leaving them fast asleep cuddling together in their crib. crawling into a fresh bed with dav and li li after a long day and reading our favourite stories (wild about books, llama llama red pajama, on the night you were born, a turtle in the toliet). brushing his hair with my hand as he drifts off to sleep before i can crawl over the guard rail. the only sound to be heard in the house is three soothers being sucked to contentment... and taking a deep breath, grabbing my drink of choice & curling up on the couch with my best friend, my hubby!
lesson #2: if you fall off the wagon, just dust yourself off and jump back on
so many times i've wasted time wallowing in my failure. now, i just can't afford to. i just don't have time with three little ones under the age of 1 and a half. i have found tremendous freedom in realizing i don't HAVE to feel condemned and awful about myself and that i can jump back up sometimes quicker than it took me to fall down. kids are resilient, and so should moms be.
lesson #1: kids are professional mistake makers
as the perfectionist that i am, i can often put unrealistic expectations on my kids. before i became a mom, i always took pride in the fact that my theoretic children would be well groomed, clean, and well behaved ALL of the time. now that my kids are no longer theoretical, i realized all to well that kids were made to make mistakes. and they are not doing it to get back at you or because they are terrible - they are just learning in their own creative way. once i learned to embrace my kids as professional mistake maker and not take it so personally, i was able to actually look forward to those moments as opportunities to train and teach. and now, i even enjoy it... most of the time!
one thing that i think every mom finds difficult is the feeling of defeat or failure. it's the anger that boils over after stepping on a cheerio immediately after sweeping the floor. it's the feeling you get when you finally have to face the laundry monster growing in your basement or cleaning out the tub & re-bathing everyone after discovering that prunes before bath are never a good idea. it is the general feeling that all of your hard work is undone everyday and having nothing to show for it, like you've regressed since the day began.
i have loved naming all our kids - sometimes i wish we had 20 kids just because there are so many good names out there! my husband disagrees... with the 20 kids part!
so, here is my newest venture, a blog, as a sort of scrapbook of seemingly random but so very precious memories, stories, quips and quotes as they splash together to compose one very wonderful life.