I’m Tired

Its been a long time since I dreamily typed away about what was on my mind. A lot has happened since I last wrote about living kind! Its been a CRAZY couple of months, but some of the most beautiful moments of my life have happened since then.

Two days after my last post, I started this lovely thing called prodormal labor. It ended up being ten (YES, 10!) days of labor with #3. I was a miserable (literally could not form sentences from exhaustion and pain) hot mess until I saw Dr. Raders, my chiropractor, on Day 8. Two days after Dr. Raders worked his magic with the Webster method, I finally gave birth to our sweet little (8lb 12 oz!) guy, C, on a Monday evening at 9:09pm. It was a tough labor but fast, and C and I quickly fell in love and have been making dreamy eyes at each other ever since. S and B have adjusted well and are just as smitten with our sweet littlest love.

We’ve had our days and our moments, but now that that the smoke has cleared, I am confident in saying that the transition from two to three has been exponentially easier on me than from one to two. I had been terrified of having the same postpartum experience that I had after B, and so far, we have had a fairly steady existence. Don’t get me wrong, it hasn’t been a walk in the park, but it also hasn’t been the shit show I was expecting.

Once again, the world reminded me that love is exponential, and it just grows and grows. C is a particular baby, but when mama picks that boy up, his world is perfect. I am trying to savor every moment with C, and its just magical to be a third time mom. I’m still learning, which is crazy to me. It reminds me that the days are long but the years are short. I looked at B the other day, and he is a little boy. Not my baby. And a little part of my inner self cried. My baby is growing like a weed! And S, bless her heart, is so grown up. I talk to her like she is way beyond 3.5. She does big sister things that I never dreamed she would be able to do when C came along.

Before I leave you with some of what I have learned over the last few weeks, I leave you with a story to hopefully warm your heart: (or make you gag. Either way.)

A few nights ago, C was losing his mind because he had a horrible cold. (#thirdkid #amiright) The whole house could sense my stress level and I was the only parent home. S wanted to help, so without prompting, she decided to help get B ready for bed. Only hang up was that B had a gigantic, gross poop in his diaper. I came out to a loft full of skid marks and poop with S chasing B with a pack of wipes screaming “I need to wipe you, B!” Bless her 3.5 year old little heart. She was going to wipe his poop filled butt. (even though he wiped it all over the carpet). Can you imagine her thought processes? Thank you, ETC preschool for giving her the skills and drive to want to finish a project from start to finish, no matter what obstacles are in her way. This. Is. Three. Kids.

So far, as a mom to three under four, I have learned:

-Ask for help. I’ve said this before many times, but I wouldn’t be here without some very helpful friends. I was terrified of walking down the PPD carpet again, and because I held my tribe close, I have been able to navigate postpartum much better this time around.

-Laugh at the big stuff. Even the poop on your carpet. Because it won’t cry with you, but there’s a chance someone may laugh with you about everything that happens.

-Embrace the present. C is like a super solid infant now. The newborn days fly by, and I truly feel like I embraced his early days well.

-Do laundry often. I say this because I feel like I need to remember this more. 🙂

-Keep loving life. No matter how many times you get puked on, pooped on, or whatever gets everywhere. We only have one life to live.

-Oh, and coffee. Drink all the coffee.

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Published by alimfinn

30 something mama of 3 looking to crush motherhood and share some stories along the way!

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