Everyone says that going from 2 to 3 kids is the hardest step. Maybe because the parents are outnumbered now? *Insert zone defense joke here.
Actually, we haven't found ourselves outnumbered yet. See diagram below:
See? Not so hard when you have electronic devices on your side.
Regardless, it's actually been a much easier transition than I thought. I think the secret is that neither myself nor my husband have any kind of expectations of me. Dinner? If it happens, that's just a bonus. Clean toilets? Again, just a bonus. I don't actually try to get anything accomplished. Also, don't stop by my house unannounced to use my bathroom.
Here are the highlights of the last 2 months with little Eli.
Biggest Dilemma:
Decorating. I have no idea how to incorporate Eli. For now, I'm just ignoring the problem. But I feel like it's only a matter of time before he notices...
I think my sister-in-law was on to something when she bought 14 matching frames,
just in case.
Biggest Fail:
At Kroger. The kids were pushing Eli around in one cart (yes, we refer to "the kids" and Eli as separate entities, I can only assume he won't be one of our "kids" until he starts sleeping through the night) and I was pushing the groceries around in another. We stopped and both kids stepped up on to the bar so their feet were no longer on the floor. *Note - The kids are heavier than the cart and its contents. *Another note - this one is mostly a reminder that the contents were Eli.
The carts flips.
I turn around just in time to see both Ashlyn and Austin underneath the cart with a car seat flipped over on top of them.
The couple behind us gave me a look that had parenting fail written all over them, the last time I saw a look like that I had Ashlyn on a leash. Just you wait childless couple. Your turn is coming. And I will be there spouting judgment with my eye daggers.
Biggest Miracle:
"The kids" weren't hurt and didn't even cry. Eli never even woke up from his nap.
Biggest Break Down:
That night that I finally got to go back to zumba (Eli was 9 days old at this point), and I got to the Y just as the power went out and everyone started leaving.
I sobbed. And I felt really really stupid for crying, but when I'm tired I am subject to human emotions.
Most amount of sleep in one time:
Five hours and 47 minutes
Longest crying spree:
I don't actually have this one down to the minute, but the kid definitely has a set of lungs and he'll use them for hours at a time if he feels like it.
Time it took me to write this blog post:
Like three weeks. Or something ridiculous like that.
Cutest baby in the world:
But that's only because he's asleep.
