Five years ago when I had one child life was hard. She cried a lot in the first 9 months and I was pretty much a walking zombie. I would get so annoyed when people who had more than one child would say to me ,"You think one is hard? Try having two!" My world revolved around this little person. It was all about her. Then I had another one. Having two children took a little adjusting to, but some of the time I would get a break when both kids were taking naps. But the nap taking phase didn't last long. And still I would get so annoyed when people who had more than two children would say,"You think two is hard? Try having three! Three will rock your world!" I shrugged those comments off thinking that three was just one more than two and couldn't possibly be that hard, right?
Well, the third one came along. All smiles and coos as sweet as can be. I was determined to prove all those people in the "3 or more club" wrong. I could handle this! Well, now I'm here to tell you. With three children you don't get a break. With three children at almost any given moment some little person is gonna be wanting something from you. With three children, the only time everyone is asleep is at nighttime and that is even rare because you're still getting up with the other two as well as the baby for nighttime comforting, potty emergencies, bad dreams, etc. With three children there is more fighting to breakup, more whining to listen to, and more noise in general. It's true, three kids is rocking my world. But I gotta tell you that the thought of having any less just wouldn't be right.
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