I am also realizing that 3 kids is a big deal. At first, it really wasn't hard. HONESTLY. But as of this week, I am really struggling. There have been lots of changes going on. I haven't had to be on a schedule really since Ava was born and that was over 5 years ago. And that, I guess, is hard for me. Ava is now in school. Preschool. And it is only 4 days a week, but I am obviously having a hard time with that one. Mimi started gymnastics. And loves it. However, she is so sad during the day. She has never known life without Ava so she just pouts all day. I have tried so dadgum hard to involve her in stuff but she usually tells me that I am a big girl and that I can do it by myself. Thanks for the reassurance Mimi. Also Kinlee is about to drive me batty. She cries. She cries A L O T. And that really isn't like her. But I honestly can't help but think about how Ava was so hard. And pray she isn't turning into 'that' kind of baby. Please just let it be her teeth! Also, Josh has his boards on October 18th. THIS is a BIG deal. He is pretty darn stressed out about it, as he should be. I am stressed out for him. And I can not keep up with the laundry. OH MY WORD. Who knew that 1 more little person could add so much to the laundry. Basically, I kind of feel like I am drowning. That I can barely keep my head above water. And I really dont like that feeling. I dont feel like I can control a lot right now and for someone who is a control freak, its a difficult pill to swallow. I mean, honestly? Am I really crying because I can't keep up with the laundry? Whatever, right?
This is in no way a pitty party. I am not writing this down for people to feel sorry for me. I am only writing this because ONE day I will be able to look back at this and laugh. Laugh at myself for being so uptight about such little things. Because this too shall pass.


