Today while I was holding baby Juliet, Charles and I were just commenting on how far we've come with how we think of babies. It USED to be that babies were a ton of work and we couldn't wait till they got a bit bigger. You know, like wanting them to hold their own bottle (if they can't nurse), be potty trained, dress themselves, make their own sandwich. Ohhhhh, how things have changed. Before having Juliet people were asking me if I was nervous at all. I was nervous. I was worried about the work of a baby again till I had her and then realized how truly easy it's become. It gets easy when you've learned to put others above yourself. When you've been changing diapers for 12 years without any breaks in between. It gets easy when you realize that it actually gets harder in other ways as they grow older. I wish I could take Chaz and Ryan back down to their baby years and just be happy with cuddling them and not wishing for them to grow up. It's easier than having to correct issues of the heart. I guess maybe simpler is the right word. Ahhh... I love my babies. People wonder why I have so many. Well, when you love (almost) every day of your life because you are surrounded by cute and funny kids, it makes it hard to imagine being DONE. Now, if I complain tomorrow about how hard life is, know that it's probably because the house got messy. AGAIN.
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Why I Have a Lot of Kids
My husband's work has been slow so he has not worked at all this week. Yikes! I have to say though that I LOOOOOVE having hubby home. He's my best friend and we have tons of fun with the kids together. The last couple of days we've taken the van to get worked on and then hung out at fun places together. We FINALLY have our big van back and we are so relieved. However, we are still looking to take the captain seats out and putting a bench in for the kids. We need the extra seat belt and we need to separate our Aspergers kids so he is not right next to someone else. We are gonna have baby Juliet be in between Chaz and Ryan. That should settle the issues we are having.
Today while I was holding baby Juliet, Charles and I were just commenting on how far we've come with how we think of babies. It USED to be that babies were a ton of work and we couldn't wait till they got a bit bigger. You know, like wanting them to hold their own bottle (if they can't nurse), be potty trained, dress themselves, make their own sandwich. Ohhhhh, how things have changed. Before having Juliet people were asking me if I was nervous at all. I was nervous. I was worried about the work of a baby again till I had her and then realized how truly easy it's become. It gets easy when you've learned to put others above yourself. When you've been changing diapers for 12 years without any breaks in between. It gets easy when you realize that it actually gets harder in other ways as they grow older. I wish I could take Chaz and Ryan back down to their baby years and just be happy with cuddling them and not wishing for them to grow up. It's easier than having to correct issues of the heart. I guess maybe simpler is the right word. Ahhh... I love my babies. People wonder why I have so many. Well, when you love (almost) every day of your life because you are surrounded by cute and funny kids, it makes it hard to imagine being DONE. Now, if I complain tomorrow about how hard life is, know that it's probably because the house got messy. AGAIN.
Actually, I'll just get the complaining out now. Oh my gosh, the kids just had a hay day in this house. We have been in and out so much that I can hardly keep up. The boys got back from their 3 day camping trip and mama has to clean and put away all the clothes. It stinks like mud, smoke, and sweat. Guys are just so sweet smelling, huh? Don't ask if you can come over my house right now. I'll just say no. Well, last night I went in the girl's room and asked them to just pick out the stuff they want to keep and I'll throw out the rest. They literally picked only five items to keep. I insisted we keep all costumes because I KNOW they love to play in them even though it wasn't the items they picked. The rest went into the donation bag. This is gonna be done in every room.
Today while I was holding baby Juliet, Charles and I were just commenting on how far we've come with how we think of babies. It USED to be that babies were a ton of work and we couldn't wait till they got a bit bigger. You know, like wanting them to hold their own bottle (if they can't nurse), be potty trained, dress themselves, make their own sandwich. Ohhhhh, how things have changed. Before having Juliet people were asking me if I was nervous at all. I was nervous. I was worried about the work of a baby again till I had her and then realized how truly easy it's become. It gets easy when you've learned to put others above yourself. When you've been changing diapers for 12 years without any breaks in between. It gets easy when you realize that it actually gets harder in other ways as they grow older. I wish I could take Chaz and Ryan back down to their baby years and just be happy with cuddling them and not wishing for them to grow up. It's easier than having to correct issues of the heart. I guess maybe simpler is the right word. Ahhh... I love my babies. People wonder why I have so many. Well, when you love (almost) every day of your life because you are surrounded by cute and funny kids, it makes it hard to imagine being DONE. Now, if I complain tomorrow about how hard life is, know that it's probably because the house got messy. AGAIN.
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Oh yeah, I love my babies (except that sleepless night part)! I'm kind of sad that my littlest man is getting so grown up...he'll be 3 in a few months...
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